WOTW #2 - Memories

The WOTW prompt is: Frayed Ribbons.

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Here is a poem that has been swirling around my head for a few days. When I read what the prompt was it just seemed to fit in with the fragments that were already floating around in me.

Enjoy!

Memories crash around me
like stormy ocean waves
knocking me over
Unable to escape the battering
I succumb

As the pictures
of things past
flash across my mind

The willow tree
where we sat talking and laughing
unaware of things to come

Starless nights
dancing
under the moon
just you and me

The many gifts
you so tenderly gave

The one I cherish the most
is the gift you gave
the day you went away

That single white ribbon
wrapped in flowered paper

Now wrapped
around your letters
written so long ago

A symbol of our past
those now frayed ribbons

Almost whole yet not
they symbolize
our memories
and what could have been
before the day
our lives fell apart leaving

only....

memories.

Photo Credit

Copyright Wild Rose.

I would love to hear your thoughts about my poem.

Small Childhood Pleasures

I just got back in from watching a few fireworks shows. (From our house we can see fireworks that various people set off.) We watched them from our deck, and front lawn. I was out there with my 2 younger sisters and brother. The fireworks were beautiful but it was so much more fun watching them with my siblings.

My youngest sister was having so much fun. Here are a few of her exclamations.

When we were up on the deck she was bouncing around and exclaimed, "If you bounce they dance with you!!" She said this many times throughout our firework "show", And kept moving her head up and down so that they would "dance" with her. It was so cute!

Downstairs in the front lawn we were looking from place to place to spot fireworks and she cried out, "There are a whole bunch of them in the lawn!" The "fireworks" that were in the garden were fireflies!

She had so much fun pointing out fireworks for us to see. It just made me think how when we are little kids we find joy in the simplest things. Fireworks are a big thing so you can imagine the excitement over that. =)

If I would have been out watching the fireworks by my self it would have been pretty boring. But with my brothers and sister and all of their energy it was a wonderful beautiful time. A memory in the making.

We should all try to be more like little children in this aspect. We all need to notice the small flicker of the fireflies and not just the big colorful explosions of the firecrackers. I have a hard time with this but I am going to work on it.


Not nearly as spectacular but it can bring the same amount of joy. It all depends on your attitude.

Firework credit. Firefly credit.

~Wild Rose