“What do you mean, you can’t? Just paint over it.”
“But then it’s gone … forever.”
“I know … I know… you’re right.”
“You were so angry, I remember.”
“The wall was hardly dry …it took me a whole day to paint!”
“Such a hot summer day, I recall.”
“You made lemonade. With real lemons”
“Then that long silence of mischief.”
“And that thick black marker pen.”
“A story of its own in that childish scrawl
“And that look of pride and achievement.”
“Remember those smiling dimples?”
“And her chest so puffed with pride.”
“Let’s leave it for now.”
“Too painful?”
“Too soon”.
From the distance the smiling dimples smiled
I think we all have a little corner like that somewhere!
ReplyDelete"From the distance the smiling dimples smiled" nice wordplay :)
ReplyDeletesmiles. an endearing tale...thing we have a few of my boys somewhere around here...
ReplyDeleteLoved this--especially the small details/memories recalled.
ReplyDeleteI am imagining a young woman off to college, leaving the nest empty. Nice Magpie!
ReplyDeleteso beautiful, and sad...and I really liked the line - from the distance the smiling dimples smiled
ReplyDeleteA lovely one Maire, and a warning to me moaning about the mess of the summer madness with kids home!
ReplyDeleteLovely Magpie - so difficult to paint away a memory like that. Love the last line too.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
awesome magpie...
ReplyDeleteHi Maire, I was sure I left a comment on this post. HeyHo! Anyway....there is an award waiting for you over at Inkpots n' Quills. Do pop over and pick it up.
ReplyDeleteOkay now I know what happened....I must have moved on before doing the word verification.
Thanks folks for all your comments. Been on holiday. Will catch up with you all soon.
ReplyDeleteKeep blogging :-)