Reminisce

There couldn't be a better time
To pause and reminisce,
Not about the big things,
But little things I miss.

The cardinal who built her nest
Just outside my windowpane,
The smell of fresh-turned garden earth
And the feel of warm spring rain....

A field of bright yellow buttercups
Gracefully nodding in the breeze,
The whistles which were made for me
From the bark of a willow tree....

The secret of flowering honeysuckle
Mingled with fresh-baked bread,
The sounds of a sudden thunderstorm
And the warmth of a featherbed....

Though big things may escape me,
It's the little things I miss,
Which brings back joyful memories
When I pause to REMINISCE.

- Ruth Harrell -

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