I Remember Fondly, My Early Years
I remember being in my crib, hugging a soft Teddy Bear.
I remember, my Mother, so young, reading poetry to me.
I remember being a wee girl, dancing, in front ot a tall mirror.
I remember my first school leather bag, with my initials in gold.
I remember crowning flowers on Mary on May first, in second grade.
I remember my fear during blackouts….during World War II.
I remember my hands holding a rosary during my First Holy Communion.
I remember the exquisite joy, rolling down hills of crystalline, white snow.
I remember the sweet joy of church carnivals with my friends.
I remember Saint Mary’s church bells ringing without fail.at noon.
I remember a life with no TV, and great radio shows about books.
I remember the wonderful sound and smell of silver cap guns, going off.
I remember waving flags at parades, Panagiota, so proud to be an American!
I remember the uncles who went to Europe in uniform, never to return.
I remember the joy of playing Cowboys and Indians.
I remember a world free of political correctness, where respect ruled.
But~ my best memory is indeed, yet to come!
1/14/2023
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