Sonnet V. Flashes of Old Memories
When I recall my life in younger years:
the kind of things that interested me,
the way that I behaved and what must be
my life-defining Quest that brought me tears.
(Ah no, I didn't cry except my heart.
For I did grieve quite often, silently.
This is attested by much prophecy
so I might just be essaying my part.)
What strikes me is my utter childishness:
my love of play, the useless things I did,
the sense of awe and wonder of a kid,
the simple joys that brought me happiness.
Yet I did dream big as a child and youth
though they were noble dreams, to tell the truth.
— Jose Rizal M. Reyes
February 6, 2017 A
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sonnet type: English Canadian