Once Upon a Time

I have a meadow in my mind 
Where I used to play with my friends

I have a stream in my memory

From which I could listen to the music of liveliness

I have a thicket in my reminiscence

Where cuckoos and other birds used to perch

I have umpteen number of flowers in my yesterdays

Which wore hues unnumbered

I have a verdant countryside in my recollection

Where unadulterated emotions overlapped

I have all these things to contribute to my nostalgia

For I have experienced all these firsthand

And the posterities may also have these in their minds

But it may be far removed from reality