Maturity?


You know,
when I see that smile
of yours,
I think of
the times we
dressed the puppy
in baby clothes,
or the time we
splashed through
the sprinklers
on hot summer days,
or ate all the
chocolate frosting
off Mom’s birthday cake.
I think of the time
we slept outside
watching the stars
all night and waking
up the neighbors with
our giggles,
or the time we put
on Mom’s high heels
and tried
to walk down the stairs.
You know,
I haven’t seen that smile
lately, and
I know
you haven’t forgotten it.

Photo by Lane V. Erickson