First House

Thirty-nine years ago

The groom brought his bride here

To their first little home.

Sweet memories well up inside

When she passes.

Thirty-nine years ago

A blue Oldsmobile rested here 

Under the carport.

Orange berries grew on the bush outside 

The bedroom window.

Thirty-nine years ago 

Their first child learned to crawl here.

They picnicked in back yard

By blue iris and a pink rose bush.

Three-toed tree toads made poetry.

Thirty-nine years ago

Love and laughter lived here. 

Friendship came inside.

She stops in passing and remembers, 

Another time, long ago, just yesterday.