Grilled Memories

It was my first fire,

a little kid’s desire,

grilling the memories of home in my heart.

We’d marinade the meat

and skewer practically anything.

Turn by turn, keeping them apart.

Music from the radio

drowned out our awful singing solo.

We took turns sampling from the grill at the start.

Such fondest memories

of food, fun, and families.

Grilled memories I share, still burning in my heart.


John Reyes View All →

"A tramp, a gentleman, a poet, a dreamer, a lonely fellow, always hopeful of romance and adventure." ~Charlie Chaplin

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