Memories.

I remember falling asleep and waking up in bed, snug, warm and comfortable.

I remember the snail races we would have, the time I put one on my hand, you never did give me those buttons!

I remember the snoring, the screams, when I would say "it's okay, I'm right here".

I remember the fear of the dark, the mystery, the games we would play and watch in the night.

I remember losing my cat, I cried all day, all of the other kids found it strange and weird.

I remember being stubborn, I was that afraid of year 2 sats that I refused to eat, even my hair started coming out, I was told "it's okay".

I remember the recorder performance, having to run and throw up, I felt so ashamed and guilty, because I had let them down.

I remember the phone call at the petrol station, the trickle of smooth tears that exited my mothers painful eyes.

I remember the time we were in fancy dress, we went to Sutton Park to take pictures, I was a cowgirl, but the car broke down and that one song wouldn't stop playing!

I remember the time when i was little and the bus driver stopped outside of our house because I said, "Look! there's our house!".

I remember when we laughed and laughed for hours on end.

I remember singing until the sun came up, watching horrors and stuffing our faces.

I remember when you said those things about me, lied.

I remember, because I never even cried.

I remember sitting all night with my cat when she was ill.

I remember being told about Zippy, I couldn't sit still.

I remember, because I can say,

"All of it made me stronger, who I am today."

Reviews

[12.09am]

Beautifully written with the use of repetition :)

[Heather]

Thank you! :)

[Sami Khalil]

A wonderful write down memory lane. So tender and beautiful. Thank you for sharing. ....:)......

[Heather]

Thanks for the review, I'm glad you enjoyed it!

[Sami Khalil]

Yep. You are welcome...:)......................

[Chris]

Memories ARE glimpses into what makes us people. And it's important to remember we make them daily.

Good tone to this one. Good clarity to its thought.

[Pryde Foltz]

Wow ... Heather, a wonderful and at times painful trip through your childhood. I found myself glued to the page with your honesty and expression. Excellent work.

[Heather]

I guess honesty is the best policy, people fear the truth too much when really they should thank it for being a part of them! Thank you, it means a lot, so thank you for taking the time to read and review :)

[Pryde Foltz]

My pleasure:)

[Misery]

I love these glimpses into your memories. Real and without hesitation. Thank you for sharing, dear poet.

[Heather]

It is my pleasure, I should be the one thanking you, thank you, for reading and reviewing, I truly appreciate it! I hope you have a nice night/day :)