In shimmer of laughter
Wrapped childhoods gain warmth, gilt
In the the glow of raindrops
New found romance, a new found us, meaning
In the cracking warmth of families
A settled base, finds us cocoons
In the glint of spectacles
Old age finds its’ sparkle
Our lives held together by shining memories
Gathered painstakingly
And just once I will throw up this glittering treasure
Walk though this golden rain of confetti
To disappear
Evanescent as them all
—shubha
