Right atop the lush valley green
Behold my aging eyes a bunch of kites,
Dancing in style and floating high,
Vaulting into the vast azurine sky...
I hear children’s excited cries,
Rocking the whole place with innocent might;
Memories mine now on their flight
Join the shows past, in silent delight...
23 01 2009
Kesav Venkat Easwaran
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/vaulting-memories/
