My Story

Whenever I smell mints and candy,

   it is in a nursing home about 9 years ago.

I am sitting next to my great grandpa,

   listening to him play his guitar

              while I sing.

But that is not my story.

My story is sitting with my family

   at his funeral 3 years ago.

I am singing to the song Amazing Grace

   as they carry him away to heaven

      where I will meet him

                 again.

Childhood is...

Childhood is running through the sprinkler on a steamy summer day. 

Childhood is riding your tricycle in circles thinking you're a race car.

Childhood is cuddling up to your favorite stuffed animals.

Childhood is climbing to the top of a tree and getting scared because you can't get down.

Childhood is loving to do wheelies in your stroller while some one pushes it.

Childhood is thinking you're so smart that you know everything in the world.