Memories are all so vivid for me
Whether black/white, vintage, or color.
They bring my imagination to life
Blending visions from the past and present.
I love the rain in the summertime
When the moisture cools on my skin,
The smell of moist soil as it hits my nostrils
And the sound of raindrops hitting tin.
The wind that whispers through the trees
On any given day
Sounds sweet like music to my ear
And tastes so much like freedom.
How can so many say they love something strongly
When they are more focused on getting to the top quickly?
For this leaves them little time to enjoy life’s wonders
And to celebrate the time that they have with others.