Making Memories

It didn’t seem like much at the time,
Just a simple outing on
A ho-hum day.
Winging the moment could
Scarcely cover it
With sunshine inviting us
Come out to play.

“Hey, Ho!” Coos the docile dove.
“Come share my morning song.
Fly by my side as adventures ensue.”
We seek out the old and familiar
To cheer us or
Drift chasing rainbows with
Brash derring-do.

And the treasure unearthed
Is not squandered in mirth,
Rather tucked away somewhere inside
Until we reminisce
Of the fine times we miss
And the memories we wear with pride.

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