The aroma of sweets is in the air, and I am taken back to a place far away. The air is rich with spices, and warmth. I am able to taste the cinnamon and nutmeg from a house long ago. The family is gathering and speaking of times when they were but children.

Is this what love and living is about?

I wonder what will be spoken of today?

Will we speak of times long ago forgotten?

Will we speak of things that will come to be?

I know of what I have learned in my lifetime and will find out what has occurred to others since last we spoke. We will share experiences of grief and sorrow and laugh at them. We will share of joys that were brought into our lives. Most of all we will share the lives we have together in a way that will never be repeated.

I know we will speak of why we celebrate this day, and I know the memories that come with this sharing. Some will be nice, some will be forgotten, yet most of all I will remember what I was told as a young lad, and I will be in reverence today.

I will be as many bards have done; I will listen and remember the stories to be passed down in the ages to come. I have heard many stories and sing them in my heart. They will be passed on to the next generation and so on and so on.

Will you remember these stories and pass them on?

Maybe someday you will be asked to sing the stories of old. On that day will you be ready? I know of the things I am prepared to do. Are you?

I am but a simple man with simple thoughts, I sing of this day of memories, and remember the days of old. Like the ideas in my memories, I am only one spec of sand smelling the aromas surrounding me.

Smell these spices and rejoice in knowing the memories of grandma’s house.

Well put (((gryphyn)))

Beautiful write!



(I miss my Grammies!)

I too miss those days, yet today Kim is making stuff for our dinner.

G

Happy Easter (((( Craig & Kim )))))))

Mine was crippled with severe arthritis from the time I was born to when she left this world when I was 18.
But I will never forget her strength to just WALK...
Thanks G for letting me share my memories to....

Your Very welcome my Friend, the times and memories we have are far more valuable than meets the eye.

G

I so enjoy reading your writes,this was really nice yes those memories