Memories In My Eyes Poem by Caitlyn Williams

....I awaken. It's still dark. I hear the reminiscence of my far away dream. Children are playing in the street, and the birds are cheering up the day with their songs of early morning. I move to the window. It's dark. I move to the outside of my rickety front porch, caffeine in hand, and rock in my old time rocking chair. I can feel the cool breeze of fall air kiss my cheek, and hear the leaves dancing gracefully upon the wind. It's still dark. It's always dark....and yet, i can see. I can see the memories play behind my eyes. I can see the children playing, and the leaves dancing in the wind. I can see papa working in the barn, and mama rocking the baby. I can see everything so crystal clear. My memories are my escape from the world of darkness, and into the world of light.