‘Remembering Who I Am’

 

Trying to make my way in the world –

Dealing with daily cares,

Inundated with news

From faraway lands –

I become scattered, forgetful.

‘Who am I?’ I ask.

And the question repeats itself.

Under the hot summer sun

In Sorghum Corner, I remember.

Beneath the shade trees,

Beside the placid water of the pond,

Eating a plate of slaw and watermelon, I remember.

With cousins big and small,

A baby with pretty pink cheeks,

A bigger one keeping the power grid up, I remember.

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The rest is at https://www.reckonin.com/walt-garlington/remembering-who-i-am-poetry.

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Holy Ælfred the Great, King of England, South Patron, pray for us sinners at the Souð, unworthy though we are!

Anathema to the Union!