The Reverie and Summer Nights

                                                    The Reverie



    She stares down at the glossy snapshot before her, transported back to another time.



    A young family enters the great building. Stale scents of old clothes bombard them at the entrance. Two young boys tackle each other, waving invisible swords as they make their way down an unending hall. They pause at a door. Thud, Thud, Thud. Swinging wide, the door collides with the wall. A young woman in her thirties rushes forward.



    "Grandma! Look who we brought to visit!"



    A small girl is passed between hands. Falling into frail arms, she snuggles in, at home. The wrinkled woman smiles down at her through wire rims.



    "Hello, Madison," whispers Great-Grandma. And the aged woman and little girl converse in silence.



      Breaking out of her reverie, she still remembers the feel of that feathery hair on the cerulean shirt.



      She raises her eyes, gleaming with a joyful sorrow, uttering, "I love you, too, Granny."







                                                    Summer Nights

   

    A field of blue lay spread out at her feet. She was afraid to walk on them. It was unheard of to pick even just one. But they were so beautiful... How was it that in the acrid heat those beautiful petals remained? Pulling on her own little bonnet, she grabbed a handful and ran.



    Breath coming out in little puffs, she finally reached the abandoned farmhouse. She gazed up at its majestic stature. The sun's peach-colored rays shone upon the eaves. tendrils of hay came loose from the loft, falling to the ground at her feet. She inhaled the sweet aroma of hay mixed with fond memories.



    ...Memories of her mother running across that royal, sacred ground... mother and daughter, hand-in-hand.



    Wandering out towards the lofty, high-reaching branches in the midst of the field of blue, she sat and reminisced, wishing for lost time. She laid the gorgeously sacred flowers, still in her grasp, atop the the mound at her side. Lying down beside the heap of earth, she dreamed of those summer nights not so long past.