any picture comes to my mind,
i try to give it a body of words,
love to sit on other blooms,
for honey, color, fragrance........
I too would have felt mortified if I had lost a book that belonged to the school. Interesting that this haunted you for decades. I love how you ended your poem, Sumana. That last line is just perfect.
ah the stories of our childhood def hold a place....and what a relief as well to find it after all these years....had to take you instantly back to it....ugh losing a book at that age as well...i can imagine the feeling of letting down others...
Lovely story.Made me smile.I had a not completely similar experience. A t a book stall I found a reader at school that I adoredwhen I was about that age. It was about the sea and rock pools.In my childhood memory it was magical and when I opened it , I found it disappointing so I did not buy it:)
Love this...oh, the things we have lost.
I have a few books like that - though not the "Lost" part. I just "found" books that I had read as a child. Somewhat like rallentanda though, they were never as wonderful through my adult eyes. I think we have to remember that when writing for children.
I love that story - love how lost things can sometimes be regained..........
What a wonderful poem, Sumana. It is interesting how the losing of that book stayed in your mind for years and years to come, as it was only half read. I am definitely glad that you found 'your childhood' in a book fair. I can only imagine you sat right down to finish the book! Smiles.
Such a sweet story beautifully expressed in your words... finding that lost book is like finding that piece of childhood. It reminded me of Subhadra Kumari Chauhan's Mera Naya Bachpan. :-)
Sumana , there's a lump in my throat. Nay, it's not just a book but a whole childhood hidden between the pages of the half read book. A beautiful poem written with the pen of emotions.
love this, beautiful emotion and it comes from deep within the heart. This really sings of life.
Wow. That was such a beautiful take :)
I am happy that you were able to find that piece of childhood in the book shop..that's one treasure you don't want to lose:)
How lovely to find something special again. I can imagine your delight. Thanks for sharing a part of your childhood.
..and a treasure. :-)Isn't it amazing how seemingly insignificant things can contain everything for a person? Finding that lost treasure brings closure and healing in a way.
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