The Perfect Life©

 

I think back to my tender years

When moments seemed longer

Days seemed endless

And fun actually meant fun

I remember days in the park

Spent with neighborhood friends

Who seemed more like family

We played a multitude of games like

Simple Simon says, stop light and red rover

The blaring hot sun was

Cooled off by someone’s garden house

The smell of lavender flowers zoomed about the air

Monthly block parties filled with food from all around

Was meant for everyone

Birthday parties, Bar and Bat Mitzvahs

There always seemed to be a reason to celebrate

Weekends on Martha’s Vineyard, The Cape, Vermont or Connecticut

Who could ask for anything more

If only we could hit the rewind button

And bring the good from today with us

And then

Life would be perfect

The Perfect Life©

Copyright 2015

By Felina Silver Robinson