17 March, 2009

Poem from Mom "Remember"


go someplace where
you can listen and remember
where you can't hear the traffic
where you can't hear
a machine of any kind
where no one is talking
where no music is playing
leave your tv and computer behind
stay out of your car
where you can only hear
the wind in the trees
the ocean waves
a trickling stream
doves calling
squirrels scolding
fish jumping
cats purring
natures laughter
remember what it's like
to be young because you
won't be able to remember
what it's like to be old
remember the first days
are not always the best
remember age brings wonderful
gifts along with it
like you my friend, like you