The Sound of Memory by mindgallery
She sat on a trunk filled with photos and letters
the trunk was made in 1769 in a small
shop in Britain
and on the bottom was written
if you should ever lose
your way
then look up at the sun and gaze
down on the
grass
and as the circular globes of
powder dust
pass
igniting the memories of
those you hold
dear
then always remember
they’re always
near
for my grandmother Florence who was born
on the fourth of july i miss
you
Over the years, mindgallery routinely published a July 4th poem. This is the one he posted to the Brooklyn Missed Connections earlier in the week (and I managed to grab it before it was flagged and removed).
