January 10, 2023

 

I DON’T  REMEMBER

 

Before I was getting words,

I don’t remember any words,

any conversations with

my mom and dad from

any of my childhood days.

Sorry mom and dad. Sorry.

I just remember my mom putting

raspberry jam on breakfast toast

and my dad taking us to the park

on Sunday afternoons. Now

in my 80’s I have to tell myself

that words before 10 are pigeons

and birds long flown away.

But good thing my dad and

others had Brownie cameras

to take 1,000 black and white

photographs that I have to study

and analyze and put words to.             

                                                              

Reflections (c) Andy Costello