End Fresh

For this very blog
I'm beginning to end
and turn to restart
a fresh way to end
with a poetic heart
This leaf must change color
the bird learns to fly
read the new chapter
a new shade of light
my story's not finished
but the page must turn
There's much more to write
this elevator's full
I'm taking the stairs
Looking out new windows
The view I must share
but no not here,
a new vision brew
stirred up inside me
and now I must spew
So I'm ending this fresh
with my poetic heart
There is a New Page
My hands need to start.

Remember

I remember when I had to
stretch on my tippy toes
and reach as high as I could
just to see
a glimpse of me
standing in the mirror

I remember when I used to
climb the counter tops
risking life and limb
how I dared
without a care
just to get a drink of milk

I remember when I would
pick the shortest swing
and go as high as I could
Close my eyes
pretend to fly
and nearly scare myself

I remember when I used to
Ride my mountain bike
where ever I wanted
riding so fast
it was a blast
Just to carve my own path

I remember when I once
Sat on Santa's Lap
to whisper what I desired
With his heart filled with joy
he gave me a toy
just to see me smile

I remember many trips
and all my old adventures
Favorable family outings
Very Long Drive
to feel so alive
out in the thick woods

I remember many
Friends and Relatives
That I adore
Some live near
while some live far
All remain etched in my heart

And though I will
Live this life
"Ready Or Not"
None of my memories
will ever be forgot

No matter the milestone
that I overcome
the good with the bad
the happy and the sad
and what miles lie in between

A memory resides
after an experience is lived
and Time cant be rendered
I want to look back
and say "I remember"