i remember
what the air smelt like
just before it started to rain
racing outside and dancing in the rain
opening my mouth and eagerly catching rain drops
walking along the sidewalk just to count the earthworms that came out
magically, it seems, to enjoy the rain like i did
the taste of carrots
fresh out of the earth
the call of a robin
watching the flocks of birds
landing on those berry branches
eating till they were stuffed to the brim
and chirping merrily, drunk on their reaping
scouting a hummingbird
as quickly as they come
and go
scooping water out from the rain barrel
just to splash it on my face
standing under a weeping willow
in awe, as i realized how small i really was
using the fresh cut grass
as a launching pad
springing my body up and over
forming cartwheels, flips, and somersaults
those memories
those scents
those feelings
are forever wrapped in my memory
and as she reverts back, so do i.
i'm with her.
and everything has come alive.
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