To My Mom
I’ll always remember the time we spent together.
The fun times, the serious times
the cherished times, too.
The early years are a blur
but childhood memories remain strong in my mind.
Sharing lunch on the glider during a hot summer day
opening pretty wrapped presents on Christmas morning.
Our shopping trips downtown were a treat.
The bus rides, the pretty department stores,
lunch with a bowl of rice pudding for dessert.
Struggling to carry the shopping bags home
then sharing the wealth of store bought treasures.
I remember the picnics, the trips to go swimming
playing badminton and ball at the beach.
The yearly trip to see the colorful sky
made fourth of July a memory forever.
I remember my train set and blue bicycle, too.
The excitement to receive such wonderful treasures.
I remember the time I spent watching you cook
and helping wash dishes after dinner each night.
I remember the time we spent together.
The memories might be faded and torn
but live in my heart forever.
Poetry and Photo by Patricia Walter 1999 ©