when the world’s incessant insanity
rudely intrudes upon your peace
indulge in a leisurely detour
follow a familiar footpath
take that proverbial stroll
down a famous lane lined with memories
to remember who you are
and from whence you came
remember
the family gathered
laughter, singing, hope
the arrival of the next generation
one by one
sunny days and walks along the beach
cool breezes, autumn leaves
flowers in the spring
robins and cardinals and hummingbirds
fireflies, campfires, mountain hikes
Grandma’s best pies fresh from the oven
and warm chocolate chip cookies
meeting that certain someone
that first kiss
saying, “I do.”
. . . . . . .
The lists of good are infinite
and available
whenever you need them
right there
in your memory
. . . . . . .
Remember the good
~ Trivial Music Silliness ~ 
The good list really is infinite!
By: Geoff Stamper on May 19, 2022
at 6:31 pm
Truly, it is.
By: boromax on May 19, 2022
at 6:43 pm
A wonderful poem to remind us not to become jaded with all the war and violence that we see every day on the news. The good is multiplied exponentially if we simply take time to look for it.
Dwight
By: rothpoetry on May 20, 2022
at 6:49 pm
So true, Dwight. Let’s take the time to look for it, hey? ~Ed.
By: boromax on May 20, 2022
at 8:06 pm
Yes!
By: rothpoetry on May 20, 2022
at 10:15 pm
it’s a lovely poem, Ed and a sort of an antidote to mine; get out and walk, chat with those you love, remember the good times — wonderful —
By: johnlmalone on May 25, 2022
at 10:48 pm
Thank you, John. Odd how sometimes we don’t heed the words we write, eh? I better hop to!
By: boromax on May 25, 2022
at 10:51 pm