My favorite Iris bloomed again today. I wanted to re-post this writing from two years ago as a memorial for Oklahoma – a reminder to remember
I remember the Iris, that I’m so glad I took a photo of. It only lasted a day and it was gone. Now I can remember it whenever I want to.
I remember handwritten letters. I can’t remember the last time I received one.
I remember the friends I used to have. Some of which, I don’t know where they are.
Some of them I don’t see anymore – some I do. Some just must not see me.
I remember the good times with them.
I remember when my piggy bank had potential. Now I’d have to put a bank the size of a car in my garage. I remember when my bank got me a candy bar or a soda or a gallon of gas.
I remember playing army with my friends outside. Now it’s a virtual game friends play inside. At least it’s still just pretend.
I remember when the rain was fun. Now it scares some people.
I remember when I didn’t know God. It was a free for all – anything goes.
Now I’m free from that – it all had to go.
I remember when I could remember more than I can remember now.
That’s ok, some things we don’t need to remember.
I remember the Iris, so beautiful and full of color.
I remembered to take a picture of it- it only lasted a day.
Remember to grasp and appreciate all that you can each day.
Some things, though so beautiful, change the next day.
Remember to tell those that you love – that you love them.
Don’t just tell them – love them.
Remember the Iris – remember.