36 CORN ROAD  (PART 4)  THE REUNION

 

It was the best time I can remember

Family gathered in one place

Nothing fancy or pretentious

Just a field, the sun and love all around us.

 

The hay wagon was full from edge to edge

Foods so numerous stomachs wouldn’t growl for weeks

Even Aunt Imogene’s freshly sliced tomatoes would attract

The picky kids with the “no veggies on my plate” policy.

 

Why is it that as a kid, we didn’t mind having to make a trek

To the outhouse when duty, or doody called?

They had a three-seater complete with a smaller hole for us youngsters.

I can remember going with some of the aunties and I’d listen to the gossip

While we were all perched over our wooden depositories…haha!

 

And the cousins, Mike and Traci, Pam and Ronnie, Peggy, and the whole Dye clan

We played for hours, talked and talked, walked the woods, the creeks, the hills.

We walked up to the house on the hill and when we came back down, inertia would

Get the best of our legs.  It’s like we were flying.

 

It was time to clean up.  Get ready to head home.  But not before we listened for the

Whippoorwills…a bird we never seemed to hear at home.  The horses were coming in

From the pasture.  You could hear their hooves galloping through the stream.  Their force

Seemed to shake the earth beneath us.  IT WAS MAGICAL.

 

The only thing better than being there is being able to hold tight to these memories.