Past...

Past holds on to you ..
And makes you who you are..
cherish the present ..
but past add more layers to it..

Like the wine it has aged..
to linger its sweetness..
to cherish its memories..
It cling on to you ...

the wind blowing ..
and the leaves are trying to break its bonds..
for the final pleasure ..
of floating with the breeze..
but unknowing the broken bonds will let it die..
 and withe away...
But with the pleasure of cherishing till
the last moment..