Making Memories

This is "And I Remember" written during a series of childhood memory flashes. I didn't remember gifts, things, not even places. These memories attest to the power of our senses,
touch, tastes, smells, and sounds all bring memories rushing back.

Energy flows from one to another and back again - stabilizing our lives. You matter! What you say, what you do, if you smile or not, matters. What have you done for the good of the world lately? It doesn't take much; a touch, a smile or kind word will create an energy capable of filling any void. This is the stuff of memories.

“And I Remember”

From the delicate sex comes my strength
The necessities for living, surviving, and remembering

Cradled in their arms
safety, sustenance, and love

Holding their hands
compassion, anxiety, and love

Sitting on their laps
charm, empathy, and love

Shouting in their faces
resistance, independence, and love

Sharing the miracle of life
patience, self-sacrifice, and love

Watching them age
dreams, promises, and love

Losing them one by one
endurance, benevolence, and love

The smell of the cake, the taste of the tea
It all rushes back to me

And I remember