Memories

“Red stool tops

Red faces

Pink noses

Pink laces

Recalling colors of the past

And burnt fingertips

Lighting fireplaces,

Candles,

Flames

Hoping one lasts

One more try,

Green grasses

Green jacket

I was trying to rhyme glasses

But I’d like to incorporate

More facets

To this

Not so cliché, maybe

Mean something more

To you

Memories fading

That’s what I’m

Saying

Writing hoping to recall

What’s long forgotten

In pen so I know

This is all first thought”