This poem was written with my mother in mind after a visit with her. We would often talk about places she had visited. Often her artistic side would come out to discuss the view through the window in the morning when the dew hangs in the tree, and the sun shining through openings in the canopy, or the view of the pathway and how it secrets the viewer from what lies beyond. From these thoughts and other sharing this is what came to mind.
Happy Memories
Beautiful Days
Wonderful Moments
Special Times with a Loved One
Mountains that each of us have Climbed
Rivers and seas that I have crossed
All that I have learnt and experienced in this mortal life
These are the times that I think back about and in my own time say,
My life was full
I ask myself from time to time
Where will my next journey take me
Who will I meet
What will I learn
WOW
Luigi Giuseppe Vittorio
13 July 2007