A long free-verse poem about memories. |
A lifetime spent is measured by the memory of those special days and events that stand above all the unremarkable days that fill our existence and fade into obscurity. Memories forever etched upon our heart: moments shared with parents and siblings, school days both horrible and grand, friendships made and broken, tests passed and failed, the first day of each new school year, childhood angst and adjustment, graduation, followed by job or college as we passed into adulthood. Our first love, our first kiss, … our first tryst, our first new car, our first apartment and house, marriage, pregnancy and children born, sickness and blessed recovery, deaths and mourning the tragedy, deep sadness and untold joy, successes earned and failures endured, the constant love and support of a spouse -- such things as these mark those memorable moments of our lives. My wife Linda and I have shared thirty remarkable years filled with memories we forged into a chain that binds us together forever – true love and great sex, raising four children together, working in science and succeeding in concert with the other’s help, taking trips to Europe and experiencing all its fantastic sights, ocean cruises and Mexican beaches, Costa Rican jungles and white water rafting, trips across the U.S. to experience our country, plus many a day made special simply by sharing it in the company of each other. As we’ve grown more senior and left behind many pursuits that filled our younger years, we now seek to add to our chain of memories by forging new links to last our lifetime and provide a quiet satisfaction that warms our heart daily and keeps our chain unbreakable. Please check out my ten books: http://www.amazon.com/Jr.-Harry-E.-Gilleland/e/B004SVLY02/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0 |