If I Shut My Eyes
You skipped along beside me
Like a capricious summer breeze,
Your lissom limbs fluid,
Flowing with grace and ease.
Your childish voice filled the air
With incessant chatter and song;
I wanted that time to last forever
But childhood doesn’t last long.
This is how I remember you,
If I shut my eyes for a while
Your image appears before me;
How I loved your insouciant smile.
© Christine Magee
