REMINDERS
Reminders remain on the sidewalk
of my life like autumn leaves fallen down
from trees that once were so, so green.
Reminders - like match books in a clear
glass jar on a
table by the door with the
names of so many restaurants we went to,
so many conversations we had and some
we never finished …. . Remind me:
we need to talk. Reminders: death prayer
cards from too many funerals; bubble gum
baseball cards from when we were kids….
A song in the background while walking
into a store.... An old black and movie
on Turner Classics .... A faded T-shirt used
to wrap an 8 ½ by
11 inch wedding picture
of my parents - under glass that was on
a side table in our living room all through
our growing up years - but now is in a box
under my bed - looked at once and a while …. Reminders....Routinely reminding me….
about what happened. Tell me more....
under my bed - looked at once and a while …. Reminders....Routinely reminding me….
about what happened. Tell me more....
© Andy Costello, Reflections 2017
1 comment:
A beautiful post. And a beautiful picture. Your father looks debonnaire, and your mom is a picture of beauty and grace.
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