A moment, not a step back
I will "keep,"
In the words of Walt Disney,
"Moving forward"
But if I could steal a moment
I would most certainly do that indeed
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Sitting on my grandmother's porch
Basking in the glow of the sun
Shinning down & caressing me with its warmth
I'm living it up in "Stick Town"
And Summer has made her welcome yet again
Five year-old me; slouched down in my seat
Staring out at trees
As skinny as I used to be
But I am happy
Because this scene encompassed all I
Thought I would ever need
The trees, the porch, the sunshine, and me
Long slender branches
Wave, standing tall as I dreamed for me
Claiming the name themselves
For which the town came to be
Sticks, everywhere
As far as my little eyes could see
Sprouting up to the heavens
And growing stronger every day
The sun and sky would meet
Yet holding still, to a youth we both shared
Not caring who's looking
Just happy to be right there
I'm not alone though
Besides the trees, my grandmother sits next to me
She to my right, my baby cousin on the left
We wear matching dresses
Checkered in white and green
Sewn together in love
With Grandma's own hand;
So strong, so loving
So soft, so lean
We sit together in peace
All taking in nature's magnetic scene
This right here;
That's it
The moment, the time
The scene
The company; a dream so real
If I could, I would
I'd take it, then move on
And get back to being me
