Somewhere along the way
When life was pulling away
When I was busy being free
When the world seemed so full
When there was nothing to worry me
Somewhere along the road
That went up the way to my abode
When I tried to count the colours in the sun
When gathering flowers in my little basket
Was my heavenly idea of fun
Somewhere along the path
That led to the woods so dark
When I held my mother’s hand
And laughed the perils away
Amidst dangers I had the courage to stand
Somewhere along the years
That were spangled with smiles and tears
When I did not know what it takes
To face the wide world beyond
To hold on when the storm shakes
Somewhere along the way
Somewhere along the road, something occurred
Somewhere along the path
Somewhere along these years, I grew up!
When life was pulling away
When I was busy being free
When the world seemed so full
When there was nothing to worry me
Somewhere along the road
That went up the way to my abode
When I tried to count the colours in the sun
When gathering flowers in my little basket
Was my heavenly idea of fun
Somewhere along the path
That led to the woods so dark
When I held my mother’s hand
And laughed the perils away
Amidst dangers I had the courage to stand
Somewhere along the years
That were spangled with smiles and tears
When I did not know what it takes
To face the wide world beyond
To hold on when the storm shakes
Somewhere along the way
Somewhere along the road, something occurred
Somewhere along the path
Somewhere along these years, I grew up!
-Nivedita M Shori
1 comment:
That's a lovely poem "somewhere along the way .... I grew up!"
Sounds like musings of a young mind who has grown up beyond her years ... Well, all those musings, dreams and fantasies are our treasures that we gather along the way.
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