A few words

joy

faded memories of a past existence linger amid my everyday thoughts.
water colors muted by the hands of time, softened as if rubbed by the sands of an old hour glass.
faded reds and cool blues that still coax a smile. eyes gazing up and off to the left where sighs of joy push the swings with gentle breezes; where balloons, still inflated with laughter, rise higher still into clouds of calm and contentment.
they call to me to come out and play in the recesses of my mind but i’m content to watch from here with a coy smile upon my face. to let memories meander unabated on an unending summer’s day