My Five Senses
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There was a place I used to know,..
where summer evenings
spoke in long shadows that were heard by the sun
blending dark into light
Where sweet grass, fragrant and damp, would buckle and bend
under the weight of a child's hide and seek,
then quickly spring back, upright and sleek,
as if to experience a last moment of fun
Tonight I recall how I'd watch from the window
My face pressed intimately against the cool glass,
while the children ran up and down the grassy knoll,
to stretch that last ray of light before it was time to come in
It was there
where perfume coming from small, sweaty foreheads
would rise to meet me, making my eyes smile, and my heart swell...
and the faint scent of childhood, mingled with the breeze
I remember kissing salty cheeks at bath time
Stroking feathered hair that fell into lathered curls
Soon after, when nestled, blissfully clean,
swathed in contentment, between cool, crisp sheets,
they would wait for a last goodnight kiss.
Young faces scrubbed red, and expectant
Reeking of soap, and joy, and love complete
Words?…. Most of them were left, unsaid
It matters little now
We had it all back then
for just a little while
Tonight I find myself within the nimbus of a memory,
while evening shadows tell about the laughter that is gone
But together we will listen, as the echoes linger on...
reminding me,
of a place I used to know
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8/13/18
Contest : Five Senses
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2018
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