Sunday, October 4, 2015

Our Memories

What you'll remember
Blue up
Shovel house
Sun on skin
Animal smells
Sweet mouth

What I remember
Sunny Saturday morning
I took you for a walk
Under an azure fall sky
The quaint old house
I wanted to buy
Being ripped down
By a power shovel
The foreman tousled your hair
As you watched enraptured from your pram
We bought bread from the French place
Then watched the goats and rabbits
Playing out back
We sat and shared apple strudel
You grinned and asked for more apple
More apple please more
As the sun shed the morning's chill
And for the first time ever
You asked your dida for a hug
Instead of running from
My stubble and wet dog smell

Our memories are one

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