Reflections     A long time ago Here in this very place I remember many voices I recall each loving face I remember the smells of this room Of homebaked pies and bread The smell of perfume strong and musky Fresh washed linens on the bed. I recall the sound of whiporwills The night sounds that never die Frogs and crickets, dogs howling in the distance Some things throughout time never die. I remember the smell of polished wood Of the grandfather clocks' constant chime The sound of a bell being rung outside Meals on the table on time. I recall the smell of the summer rain Of sweet honeysuckles in bloom There's no smells like the countryside Tis the sweetest of perfumes. I remember waking as the sun rose I recall the rooster's crow Bidding us wake to the morning I wonder where do those years go? . I glance in the mirror as I close the door Then I smile for a moment and sigh.. For the things I recall from childhood Reflections that never die.     Copywrited  @ 1999   '        
 
 
 
 
 
 
   
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