It's My Pleasure Poem by Jim Yerman

I'm not sure how or why it happened but this morning
as I walked out the door from the house in which I dwell…
in my mind the door to some happy memories opened up as well.

I made no attempt to close it because I had no doubt
some of those memories have been waiting a long time to get out.

And I had to smile as I allowed these random memories
that only my mind's eye can see
to escape into the morning and take a walk with me.

I love when this happens…because wherever I am I find
as I visit these wonderful old memories…the pleasure is all mine.

But I shouldn't be having all the fun…why…that would just be mean
I imagine all you you have happy memories waiting to be seen.

So I suggest everyone who is reading this…open your happy memory doors.
No need to thank me for I am happy knowing the pleasure is all yours.