TENDER YEARS for contest

Written by: Victoria Anderson-Throop

                         FIRST MEMORIES

Curtains danced delighted
 from wayward autumn breeze
Running zigzag from the wall
Car riding  thrilled to see swift trees
Chasing me—unsuccessful--black and tall

My father’s bass-sweet voice 
calmed foreboding magic fears
My mother’s hands,
Brandished toddler tears

The world loved me, its Center-- 
so sung every new sprung leaf
to Never let  imagine
a sunset made of grief.

Victoria Anderson-Throop  12/6/12