Memories


Today I was walking

On a street in my town

I came across a big white house

With a carefully manicured lawn

 

I saw a little boy

Playing in the sand

Running his trucks to and fro

My mind drifted to another land......

 

The days when I once had a little boy

Who loved to play in sand

Who picked me little flowers

And placed them in my hand

 

Who loved to yell "Mommy"

When a butterfly landed near

Who looked to me for answers

A boy who had no fears

 

A child who loved life

As I had taught him to do

Who gave of himself

But left this world too soon

 

Tears slid down my face

As I watched the little boy

Remembering my own son

When my life was filled with joy

 

I sighed a big sigh

As the memories ran through my head

Of another sandbox long ago

And the many things my son said

 

Whenever I see a child

Around the age of five

I always get the "memories"

Of our life before he died

 

I touch a dandelion

When it's white and turned to "fluff"

Remembering my birthday flowers

And how the weeds meant so much

 

I only have my memories

After all the years gone by

I still can't help my heart

I still sit down and cry

 

Sharon Bryant 1946@bellsouth.net

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