9-1-1 something we should never forget. When people ask if you remember what you were doing when it happened, the chances are good that you do.
I do too, but I choose to remember better things.
I remember when life was not so hectic
Scrapped knees were bandaged with antiseptic
White picket fences and fresh cut grass
My mind reminisces of things in the past
The feel of the air after a summer rainstorm
A kiss from a boy after junior prom
The smell of puppies’ breath and a red pick-up truck
A walk down memory lane and my mind gets stuck
A walk on the beach finding treasure in rocks
Drive in movies and high school football games
Weekends spent milking cows with Uncle James
Laying in a meadow of clover was fine
My memory goes back time after time
Rainbows and peepers on a hot summer night
Tractor trailer trucks and puffy clouds of white
A starfish a hummingbird hot apple pie
These are some things that make me sigh
Flip flops and fireflies the whippoorwill song
Memories of the past now long gone
Geese flying over a sunrise in the spring
The scent of a campfire, a rope-tire swing
Finding a handwritten letter in the mailbox
Watching in a field, babies and mama fox
Camping next to a woodstove with a good book
Just one of the things for granted I took
Marshmallows in hot chocolate, eye kisses under a weeping willow tree
When I remember when, these are the things that come to me