PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I’m never quite sure when I wake up where the spark of a new poem will begin

but the other day two old friend were talking

and a spark ignited while I had the privilege of listening in.

I’ve heard these two old friends talk many times…

after all…isn’t that what old friends do?

They talk about life, about friends, about children and grandchildren…

as they share a memory…or two.

And that’s the way this conversation was going…when suddenly…out of the blue…

one friend turned to the other and said, “Did you know…my first memory…was you?”

As I say I’ve heard many of their conversations over the years

but the the way these five words blended was new…

and I thought…how wonderful it must have been 

for one friend to say…and the other to hear

My first memory was you.

They grew up and are growing old together…these two old friends.

and in a lifetime of sharing words attached to their memories… 

I can’t imagine any of their words were more meaningful

or more beautiful..than these.

Yes, for years I’ve heard them speak comforting words to one another…

In times of joy…and even when their hearts were broken…

but I have never felt more lucky an honored 

than to be in the room when these five words were spoken.

I have been blessed to hear some beautiful words in my life:

I love you…

Congratulations your a father

Dad

PopPop

I do

And I’m happy to add to this wonderful list 

the words

My first memory…was you.