Wonderfully serene memories slowly ripple
across the dark waters of my cloudy mind.
Their warm ashes slowly take glorious shape
as they swirl across the silvery screen of my memory.
The fiery arrows of love and its joy flash across
the pages of my perplexed mind.
The spectacular colorful leaves of good times float
through the solemn skies of my memory stoking the
sweet emotions of the past and give me the greatest
of joy as they paint those wonderful pictures
of you and I on our most joyful days together.
Donavon Scott Vinson