Blue window

A single blue window
Opening on a Cerulean courtyard.
Black smoke lines the horizon
Like Kohl around my mother's eyes.
The Brown Earth
Soaked with the first Norwester.
Silver dewdrops dot the cricket pitch
Beside the gravel road.
Afternoons fragrant with the
Smell of fairytales.
A childhood lost in the past.
Never to come back.
Only to remember.