The air resplendent with
Music from the magical flute
My feet lifted off the ground
Floating amidst the dreamy clouds
My spirit bathed in peace profound
I could see the old town, of my childhood
As through the clouds, I peep down
The street alive with people bustling
Lively chatter weaving music , here and there
It’s that time of the year, eve of New Year
Greeting cards gleaming through the gloved fingers
Waiting to be delivered , greeted with smiles warm
Hugs, wishes and celebrations- usher in the sunshine
warm
My face breaks into a grin,
As I spot myself amid the din,
Galloping through the crowd,
Excitement etched every inch of my mind!
Ping! The beep of my smart phone
-
“Happy New Year”-
read the message clear!
No more cards, no more waiting eagerly for the postman
No more clinging to the handmade , priceless pieces of
chart paper,
The flute had stopped playing !
It’s the end of yet another year……yes!
But those moments of the yesteryear's are priceless!
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