Memories and Wine

Memories and Wine


We each ache to revisit our past.
Memories last like strawberry wine,
Sweeter with an eraser of time.
Remove a bitter twist, imagine sublime.

If I had walked another way.
Fairy tales await, an invitation to play.
Sprinkle pixie dust, rub a magic cup,
a happy ending might arrive to stay.

Caution lies within this rhyme.
Whatever turn you took had its crime.
Cover it up, brush it off, it’s only dirt.
Most of us end up bruised and hurt.

Mom’s high standards never last.
Like Lenox china from the past.
Supermarket plates don’t count if they break.
Throw them away, you didn’t empty the bank.

Life is full of possible doors. Carefully pick.
Under each a colored light shines.
Ah, the gold beckons, real or a trick?
Will it bring happiness?

Life is a casino, full of adult toys.
Never know til you spin that wheel.
Every minute a mistake drops in.
You have to blow love perfectly for a win.

Someday when you look back and wonder.
Did small mistakes pull you under?
Lucky, fuzzy memories treat us tender.
So, rest easy in soft grass and surrender.

By Kathie Stehr