My Earliest Memory

I remember a warm summer morning With the sun shining bright in the sky Its glow making stars out of specks of dust, Floating in shadows as I walked by To the kitchen where mum, already at toil Was busily making fresh fare The aroma of cakes and newly baked bread, Permeating through the air Big brother was at play in the garden, Baby sister asleep in her pram As I sat at the large kitchen table To breakfast on warm toast and jam When I had finished my delicious repast I helped clear the dishes away, Washing them clean in the Belfast sink The like of which are sought after today Mum put on my shoes and brushed my hair, Then I joined big brother for play And although years have past since I was but three I remember as though yesterday.