Perched upon the edges of time,
billowing clouds of nostalgia
overcome me.

Poignant memories of peaceful days,
of innocence, of blindness...perhaps,
slide stealthily into my mind.

Memories of children laughing, playing,
bright Christmas mornings,
eggnog and pumpkin bread.

Tables laden with extravagant
and delectable morsels
tantalizing my taste buds
.....even now….

Faces so dear and long since gone
come out of the mist
and say........love.

Precious, tender moments spent,
in loving you.....loving me.

Lovingly, I close my album of memories,
sadly perhaps but thankful for them,
then open to creations of a new future
not yet dreamed of........and I smile.

Kay Ekwall ©1998