Remember the country roads in July
Blackberries and thorn pricked purple fingers
Remember Bittersweet in September
Orange red berries to decorate a wreath
Remember the Virgin Mary in an Oak Tree Ring near the pub
Remember the Indigo Girls barefoot
Remember the blackest Momma Crow cawing hers is the blackest
Remember the hot tea at three with shortbread
Remember the tar bubbles in August
Remember the Mississippi sand dunes under motor bike tires
Remember the Turtle Doves swimming in syncopated harmony
Remember the teddy bear Auntie stitched a vest for and your name on the paw
Remember the taste of honeysuckle in May
Remember kites in March at the park
Remember bonfires in November
I remember your stories
Every wrinkle
Every giggle
every tear
Journal entry:
We hope in my red Chevy Blazer.
Bandanas on our heads
Off key folk songs spill from the windows
We forage for meals
Sour orange persimmons make our lips pucker
Honeysuckle threads for sugary sweetness
Wild mint green between our teeth
Tender blueberries on purple tongues
Wild onion for a bite
For everything there is a season.
Gorgeous imagery of luscious summers past!