Just Down the Road
Just down the road, there is a golden field of hay
where there once stood a home where my sister
and I did play. The moss-covered trees and yellow
daffodils bloomed, and the smell of Mother's
clothes drying as the hot, summer sun fumed.
The air was filled with the June bug's song and
the tractor tilling along the farm.
My sister's hair was honey blond and how she
laughed when I would tag along. Eyes of blue as
the sky above but just being her sister, brought
to my heart so much love.
Day would pass and night appeared, and the moon
brought fireflies to enchant the way to the raspberry
patch where we believed fairies did stay. It's time to
come in Pa would say, oh just let us have one more
minute, Pa and we'll be on our way.
Time has passed and childhood is gone but for me
Just down the road, these memories will forever
live on.
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