Unknown Dream

Heading downstairs
Each step, takes a year
Back I slip
It's the smell
It permeated from the kitchen counter

There it sits, the styrofoam box
The culprit that sent me back
Ten years, twenty
It's been too long

Nostalgia washes over me
In waves of warmth sweetness

The small red shapes of memory
Outside seeds, green tops
And temptation that makes me salivate

I bite, the first since a lifetime or more
Into memories forgotten behind
Painful later events

I push back the treacherous tears
And smile
Mornings up before the sun
Waking, curled in my blanket
In the the back of the multi colour tank

The smell is like an old blanket
And it's never going to be
For my own children
It's the thing that breaks my heart

My childhood, the rock of forever
Plowed into the earth of never again
And dreams of returning
Bigger and better, happy and healthy
A child to teach the technique to
Washed away so suddenly
When before now, I never ever realized
It was a dream I wanted to share with them