In Memory Poem
A poem about what is, was, and could have been.
Sometimes
©
Carol F. Santoro
Sometimes I sit and think
Sometimes I remember
Grandma
Warm & Soft
Strawberries & Ice Cream
Scary Movies
Peter Pence Day
Sitting on a bench, eating bread & cheese
The smell of Taboo
Sometimes I sit and think
Sometimes I Hear
The closing of a screen door behind me
Church bells on a Sunday morning
The first time my babies cried
Grandma calling my name
Sometimes I sit and think
Sometimes I See
My mom, sitting on her hands like a frog
My dad, developing pictures he took
My brother playing first base
My sister, so eager to go with me
Sometimes I sit and think
Sometimes I Wish
I wish I could lay my head in Grandma's
lap one more time
I wish they were still babies so I could
cuddle them & keep them from harm
I wish they still made screen doors like
they used to
I wish mom could still sit on her hands
like a frog
I wish dad still mixed the chemicals
I wish my brother played in the major leagues
I wish my sister lived across the street
Sometimes
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