"Jenny Kissed Me"
by Leigh Hunt
Jenny kiss'd me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get sweets into your list, put that in!
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad,
Say that health and wealth have miss'd me,
Say I'm growing old, but add, Jenny kiss'd me.
There are moments in your life that you want to capture and freeze in your memory forever. A simple look of appreciation from the guy you secretly admired... Someone special holding your hands to help you cross the road... Sit on the steps of girls hostel during nights knowing, that the guy who is madly after you will come by on his bike and when he does, pretend that you are annoyed by the attention...
Moments pass by... But certain things remain fresh in your memory. Just before my wedding, while packing my stuffs I came across this old text book of mine. I think it was from class 6. I turned the pages and between the pages, there lied a little, multi-coloured peacock feather!
For some strange reason my eyes started welling up. I remembered how as a kid I preserved bird feathers between the pages of my text books and believed them to multiply in the course of time. So did many kids in my class. I held the peacock feather close to me and wept. I wept for the innocence I had lost. I wept for I knew now that peacock feathers never multiply. Tears trickled down my face.
Time you thief, who love to get sweets into your list, put that in! I have so many sweet little things I want time to put in his list. I love this little poem by Leigh Hunt... It's as sweet as the peacock feather between the pages of my old text book...
