Take me back…

when time had no meaning –

everything was now or never, or maybe sometime.

to  sandy bottomed, spring fed, clear watered days of childhood

when time stretched  as endlessly as the creek.

to the rope swing my Daddy shimmied up the tree to establish – one time it gave me a blackeye.

to fish fries, picnics, and creek bathed cold watermelons.

to exploring upstream – all the way to the waterfall.

to a time when…

I’d always be young and carefree.

I’d always have my parents.

I’d never have any worries.

I’d always have everything I needed.

After all, you taught me so much…

Go with the flow – unless you need to go upstream – then fight like hell.

Always move forward – unless going back has something you wish.

Have grit – to you that was sand – to me it’s determination to live my life as fully as I can.

Stay on course – unless your soul becomes flooded with yearning to veer off track.

Be clear – let others know how you honestly feel.

Days of my youth, forever gone, yet always in the current of  memory.