Maturity?

By Melissa Mecham

You know,

when I see that smile

of yours,

I think of

the times we

dressed the puppy

in baby clothes,

or the time we

splashed through

the sprinklers

on hot summer days,

or ate all the

chocolate frosting

off Mom’s birthday cake.

I think of the time

we slept outside

watching the stars

all night and waking

up the neighbors with

our giggles,

or the time we put

on Mom’s high heels

and tried

to walk down the stairs.

You know,

I haven’t seen that smile

lately, and

I know

you haven’t forgotten it.

Photo by Lane V. Erickson