REMEMBERING - by Alora M. Knight

REMEMBERING by  Alora M. Knight  When sleepless I lie,As the hours slip by,I go walking the paths back home.I hear the meadowlark's songAs I amble alongIn this fanciful way that I roam. As my memories clutter,A tractor's soft mutterIs providing new chocolate brown fieldsFor the ground to be seededWhen spring planting is needed.A plan for which all nature yields. A tinkling cowbellTells me all is now wellWith the herd contentedly grazing.Mother cows keep an eye,While their newborns race byWith a speed that is simply amazing. Thunderclouds overheadStart to fill me with dread,For I know that soon it will storm.I cannot complain.In fact, I love rainAs long as I'm in where it's warm. As my feet stir the dustI know that I mustLeave my childhood memories behind.Still, it's a comfort to knowThat wherever I go,They will always be there in my mind.