Feeling Young Again

I'm a little late in my personal challenge to post a poem a week from my journal.   Here's my original post explaining the challenge.

So once again I feel the need to add that I don't consider myself a poet, but wanted to shake up my morning journal writing and start writing in my blog again.  I'm having fun with a challenge to myself of writing a daily poem taken from random words I see in my journal.  I'm picking one of those poems every week to post on my blog.  Here's the latest.

Grass

between my toes

bring memories of summers past

bicycles, popsicles

adventure at every turn.

goofy grins, kool aid mustaches

battle scars, "tag you're it!"

do you carry it with you?

the smell of fresh cut lawn,

hot tar on the driveways

sprinklers to chase

feeling like you're tricking the world

to stay up past your bedtime

the sun's still out!

Not a moment to waste

imagination on fire

following a butterfly could take over hours

do you carry it with you?

do you remember to remove your shoes,

to allow the grass between your toes?

can you come out to play?