A Few Recollections

Just a Few Recollections

 

Well that,

was not just any

old day

now was it ..

It was long,

hot and golden ..

At least

twenty four

carats

he thought ..

And

the very same

colour as those

few freckles

she had lightly

sprinkled

across the bridge

of her nose ..

Like

fresh spun honey

in sunlight

he thought ..

And as

gold as her hair

once was ..

Not to mention

the smile on the

face

of new parents ..

No that was

far more than

most definitely

not

just any old day

he thought ..

And he smiled

again

with affection

at all those fond

recollections

contained in that

torn

well creased

black and white

photograph ..

The one 

he kept safe

in his wallet

for forty 

odd years since

his wedding day ..

 

Reviews

[alanwgraham]

This is top rate Neville. By not going into the circumstances of the photo it leaves unanswered questions. Forty odd years is a lot of water under the bridge but then looking back seems more important and of course we have more time.
Hope all is well with you.
Alan

[Neville]

Cheers Alan .. you are of course write .. Not too bad this end mate .. Hope you n the gang are all safe n well .............. Neville

[Patricia Wedel]

A Treasure kept as a Star that swept across the Milky Way… ❤️ lovely, Pat

[Neville]

now ya spoiling me .. but I love it Pat and gently ... x

[Ken e Bujold]

I love this well-filled poem Neville. Absolute killer opening line...and as the poem carries on it proves prophetic. "it wasn't just any old day"
I connected immediately with your closing, since I too have a creased and faded pic in my wallet taken the day me and my one first met (in color, under a bridge in Singapore) which I have been fortunate to look at every day for 20+ yrs.

[Neville]

thank you Ken & truly .. it would appear we are both blessed :)