childhood memories

of that day you will remember the door that you opened
and then the face of  who was inside
his greetings and his "I was waiting for you, come in!"

or you will remember the empty house, and you alone  and the good heat of the stove
while you were eating that  straw colored memory of yours and
 the taste of safety within
deeply inside

or you will remember that desire to leave  and go far
because you had an appointment with life there and you had to go away......

and when you'll think about that the day
you shall rejoice of your whole life
and of contentment despite the wind shear of this suburban sky
your entire life in your own
 contentment
so imperfect yet unique
and alive

 Marco Bo