I remember Violets

I remember Violets

By Bill Schaeffer

I remember violets in the woods and the smell of new mown grass.

I remember fireflies and hamburgers cooked on an open grill.

I remember burning leaves and the new school year.

I remember Thanksgiving and Christmas

and the first snow of the season when the whole looked magical and new.

And then, I remember the melting of ice

with the sun's growing strength and time off for Spring vacation.

I remember the woods turning green and the birds returning to build nests.

I remember baseball and swimming trunks and riding my bicycle.

But most of all, I remember violets…

copyright (c) 2009, 2014

William Schaeffer