i'm thinking back over the summer,
and all the memories we made...
i'll share some of them another time, but
this poem of mine came to mind tonight
as i pondered.

i dedicate this to my sisters, my brothers, my dad,
my old friends, extended family, neighbors,
and anyone from my past who has become
part of my mosaic of memories.


Fragments of family
Forgotten bits of my past
Floating in moments
Of meeting

Memories of who we were
Of who I was
Of where we used to be
Strange how different
But how much the same

Colors

Pictures

Shattered shards
Of us

Come together
Like a quilt with a pattern

Or a stained glass window
That catches
The yellow sun
And prisms it
Into a rainbow