Memories hidden within the mind of a child
yearning to breathe the air of life
smiling faces peaking behind yellow green curtains
giggling; try so hard to not get caught
this game of hide and seek may seem like work to those little toes
tucking themselves to meet their heels
innocence at its best
Don't you remember the scolding given when those tiny hands got caught in the cookie jar
face full of chocolate from the chips you tore away
Nothing could top the savory taste of those cookies
even those stern stares for you also saw loving eyes
met with warm hugs gently letting you know that "mama sees all"
to be this child whose future so daringly hangs in the afterthought
living in the now, only seeing the things that make Self happy
truly happy
creating the memories for when the time comes and now has become a distant thing
always planning for tomorrow, next week, next month and so forth
when does the planning end
and the living begin?