REMEMBERING

I remember as a little girl

Picking daisies in a field

Wondering where I’d someday be

And what would become of me.

Now I’m old and grown and gray

Spending my days watching the kids at play

Remembering the years that have gone before

And wondering what’s still left in store.

Yes, there are regrets, things I cannot change

Nothing and no one ever remains the same.

I’d love to relive, redo, repeat

Who wouldn’t? (Though I’ll not admit defeat.)

Life comes full circle and we go on

To savor the sunsets, to relish the dawn

To make amends for past mistakes

To look ahead to each new day

The future for me is almost gone

Life is simply a matter of staying strong,

But the memories of the past linger on

Life has a way of keeping us young.

Kathy Grippo

6/26/09