Memories

Memories

I walk in my house,
Memories are fading,
My piano is gone,
How I laughed when kids played,
And Holidays came,
And Families played,
Where did it all go?
I walk in my house,
My pictures are gone and off the wall,
Memories that helped me remember the good times,
Memories that bloomed in my heart,
Memories that filled the pages of our stories,
Stories that made us laugh,
Stories that made us cry,
And stories that we don’t ever want to forget,
I walk in my house,
It’s empty,
Sadness I feel,
Missing the smell,
The holiday cheer,
Ups and downs of parenting,
When tears fell from my child’s eyes,
Wiping them saying “its ok mommy is here”.
At the end of the day,
Looking in his eyes with a kiss goodnight,
And love in our hearts,
And even though my house is empty,
My heart is still full of memories,
And blooms still.

By: Shelley Whitehead
05/04/09

Hike

South Hills Hike with Matt, Shaye, Kody, Shelley, and kids