Memories Sweetened By Time

If there ever comes a day when we can't be together, keep me in your heart, I'll stay there forever. - A.A. Milne On the outskirts of dad’s hometown, wild blueberries grow and bishop’s lace adorns highways like fine thread stitched on an old coat. Here, I wander barefoot through grief on paths shaded by pine trees. Memories flow from heart to pen. these berry-sweetened memories trod a path through my moonless skies – summer breaks in morning light Written 6/1/20 for Line Gauthier’s Rhyme and Reasons Contest