Tell Me No More of Enchanted Days

Open up your windows, Let the cold air in. See the sun is shining outside, The baby hawk took his first flight. The areca nut tree is bearing fruit Wet, mushy berries, intoxicating They say, but I find them amusing. Cats spread out so thin, The dogs they tear at the grass When was the last time you smelt grass? Grabbed a bunch and stuffed it under Your nose, the headiness of childhood Play, rolling in perfume and mud? Spring will be here soon, New flowers blooming In a new year; it's really been a year Since the old leaves fell, Since the old man died, The one in the wheelchair, I always smiled, but he was too close, To death, too unaware Of the world changing outside. Open up your windows, Let the warm air in, It's no fun living in a house, With closed windows, Where no one comes and No one goes, just you In those mournsome black clothes. Don't let it all slip by, Your days, your nights. Unfreeze your heart, Take out your glasses,

I was watching the latest episode of 'This is Us' where Rebecca decides to go against her father's wishes and tell Jack that she loves him, even though he has no financial stability and is clueless about what he wants in life. For those who've been following the series, it does become one of the greatest love stories we have seen lately on television. There was some Joni Mitchell thrown in, some talking about finding love and how lucky are those who have known it, and of course, I cried buckets. Then, probably triggered by all this talk of love, I had a dream, so vivid, that I traveled back in time. I could feel the breath of the person who once loved me the most in the world. I don't think most people who know me now, know what a romantic fool I am. Just because I'm a strict mother who doesn't get mushy easily, my kids probably think I'm the most hard hearted person there is. It got me thinking of my past and my present and feel grateful abou