Tripped On a Memory

Tripped On A Memory That day the sun was shining my heart was full and free. I must have simply looked away and tripped on a memory. It was black as hell that night, my tears they fell like rain. How can it be a memory can bring my heart such pain? I tried my best to gain control, my emotions running wild. This memory, a part of me from when I was a child. Much too young to understand and I can’t pay the cost. The used to be what came of me and the innocence I lost. One moment on the mountain where I can clearly see. Next moment there’s that mountain of a memory on me. That day the sun was shining. There’s no place I’d rather be. Then I must have looked away and tripped on a memory. Edwin C Hofert