Childhood Memories

At Granny's Farm

There's only one reason why I like yuletide season. The leaves that covering the window have fallen. I can now see your window across the street. And because it is Christmas and New Year's Day, I come back to this village and spend a few days here.

            "Over there, those things that look like marshmallows. What are they?", I asked

            "Bales, also called silage", a boy answered.

That day I asked about those things like "marshmallows", could it be insomnia or deja vu?", it's haunting me.

I thought I'd forget you.

Of course, we only spent one yuletide season together after all.

Of course, I'll forget you completely.

But I couldn't have been more stupid.

You're different.

You would sit heavily in my heart and never leave.

I forgot that for awhile ...