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I remember how mom treasured every moment
she somehow stretched time
never seeming to be rushed or flustered
always keeping busy with something in the works

a mind that never ceased
the wheels turning and churning
her life a tribute to the joy
that could be found in every instant                       

I remember vividly the scent of freedom
that first morning after highschool was out
and summer vacation began

it was then I had a peek at mom’s morning routine
after the young ones left on the school bus
there I was I’d watch somewhat of
an intruder on mom’s personal time

she would open all doors and windows 
to let the country air into the house
it was magnificent and intoxicating
~ that smell of sudden freedom


AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on July 6, 2019 for contest CHILDHOOD MEMORIES sponsored by CHANTELLE ANNE COOKE  -  RANKED 3RD

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