Dust hung heavy in the air,

Almost choking her

The old smell of paper

Came in mists as she stirred

So many memories

Flooded her mind,

Times she’d forgotten

We’re on rewind.

A tear hung on her lashes,

And softly fell

The sight of that room

Held her a spell,

So many things had

Changed since then,

And so differently

Than she’d planned

Looking around a moment,

Then quickly stepping away

She didn’t want to think of it,

And continued on her way.

Creaking floor boards

And the eerie quiet

Reminded her that she

Wasn’t young and defiant,

Those were days long past,

The crowds she knew

Had gone their ways,

And we’re lost from view.

Peeking in where

she Was sure

The library had been

In days of yore

A tiny laugh escaped,

So quiet it was lost,

The pranks they played

And how they cost!

So alone in the world

No one left of her own,

She had found her way

To her childhood home,

The little town

That she knew by heart,

Every footpath,

And every trail for a cart,

Today she had walked

Past the old school,

And took a stroll through

Where she’d got her first jewel.