I remember my first day of first grade, 1968.
I remember skinned knees and going to bed in
pink foam rollers the night before.
I remember two boys fighting at recess
over who would be my boyfriend.
I remember laughing so hard at
Roy David’s joke that milk shot
out of my nose!
I remember that’s when he decided
he loved me.

I remember the first time my heart
was truly broken.
I remember his name was Robbie
and we were in fourth grade.
I remember he said
he wanted to be my friend,
but loved Tammy Paden
because she
had really long blond hair
AND liked to play baseball.

I remember I had a new love
the next day.
I remember his name was Scott.

© Elaine Wood-Lane
4/29/16

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The challenge today was to write an “I remember” poem with as much detail as possible.

Sleeping in Nebraska.
Crossing the Mississippi and Missouri rivers.
Saying goodbye to family in Illinois.
Visiting, laughing, tears,
meals, and many, many hugs.
Ever been to the Real Cheese Place
in Jaynesville, Wisconsin? (I did!)
Seeing the Windy City (called thus
because of its big stories) on a
windy, cold day.
Lake Michigan threw up
big green waves!
Walking and talking
and walking around a smaller lake
in sunshine with son and grandson.
Illinois!
Crossing the Missouri and Mississippi rivers.
Sleeping in Nebraska.
On the road again!
Saturday morning!

© Elaine Wood-Lane
4/29/16
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The challenge was to write a poem telling a story…backwards. This was my week, backwards, except I cheated a bit. I’m a day late so am once again sleeping in Nebraska before hitting the road (tomorrow) on Saturday morning, this time to reach home.