Wednesday, February 22, 2017

February 22, 2017 Poets United Midweek Motif/Nostalgia

Nostalgia

some days are like that       my thoughts find you          the boy you were

your laughter                your tussled blond hair              your sky blue eyes

the way you would say         “mom – mom”           and then fill in the blanks

with your latest discovery       always excited                      in the moment

the small things                and large           you helped me see the world anew



you pad across the sand        your footprints follow you     your red swim trunks

your strong shoulders                  the grains of pink sand between your fingers

the seashells collected         the little fish                             in your aquarium

salt water                             hauled up to the deck               you studied sea life

up close                                filled the hours                         watching to see


that other world                  not so far away             you created memories for me

filled my heart                with days gone by        today... i am reminded of sunny days

precious memories of you         i would not trade them            for diamonds or gold

my heart is filled with thoughts          of a boy                         and seagull cries

February 22, 2017








13 comments:

Gillena Cox said...

Sweet nostalgia

Have a good Wednesday

Much love...

Sanaa Rizvi said...

This is soo beautiful.. so incredibly tender and poignant..!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Thoughts of a boy with sky blue eyes.....treasured memories, my friend. We were so lucky to have them for as long as we did, would not trade them for the life of a millionaire. Not a chance!

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

This wrenches at my heart (being also the mother of sons).

Mary said...

Oh yes, the memories of those days cannot be traded....for anything. I am glad you have such good memories.

Theresa Milstein said...

This is really sweet. Such sweet moments captured.

Sumana Roy said...

ah, yes..."you created memories for me"...so much precious than gold or diamonds...sigh...

lynn__ said...

Blond boys with sky blue eyes capture our hearts...especially if they call us "Mom". Love this!

Susan said...

Oh thank you for taking me there to a time of joy when only the seagulls cry.

Old Egg said...

Love hurts so much and we are so glad it does. Beautifully written Annell.

Myrna R. said...

Beautiful memories Annell. I'm glad they bring you comfort.

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Your full heart has given rise to this beautiful, although painful, poem. Thank you.

brudberg said...

So beautiful those memories, and I do have memories myself like that.

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