Wishing For Longer Time
I barely recall moments in the farmland,
Noting from albums how we pranced around fireflies
With trails of grass sprouting on red clay , like
Emerald fringes weaving through the orchard:
Somehow, I wished for longer remembrances,
Framed on decades of sepia portraits hanging
By ancient walls … our laughter gliding upon
Blurred visions of summer moons. Yet, you grew
Tiresome, more listless. Soon, autumn held me quite
Dismayed ; our revues paling…waning , Grandfather.
Now I WALK slowly on our field, laughing…but I cry inside.
For at age three, my girlish heart yearned
To savor more, more of time, utterly ominous.
Contest of Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
Wish I Knew You When I Was Young
11/29/2017
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2017
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