I dreamt of you today..
Standing broad shouldered, yellow shirt – a sullen face that never gives out much.
My reliable friend.
It’s a funny thing – nostalgia. It reminds us of memories that never truly existed.
It gives back only the best of the golden days.
Swinging your heart along to the rattle swings of childhood.
Waking you up to the messy verandahs. The vines growing in every which way.
I dreamt of you today.
My broad shouldered friend – standing there – smiling my way, happy that we’ve come so far.
You never liked showing affection much – maybe a fault beyond us.
Yet I shed a tear – in my dream.
Sad to see how far we’ve come.
Vellai Curtains 