In My Dreams You Always Smile

Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….

 Copyright –  Sarah Potter

I left the memory of us in the top left drawer of our old desk.  It seemed like a too heavy burden to carry, so I left it all in Mom’s winter garden.

Years gone by and still I dream of us. With hugs and kisses you blew away all my childish pains and worries, even when your oxygen tank became too heavy to drag around.

The old desk is gone. Along with the winter garden and you. The improvidence of childhood is replaced with the ever present sorrow of old age. But I hold tight to our memory.

41 thoughts on “In My Dreams You Always Smile”

  2. jellico84 says:

    A sadly beautiful tale of aging. Enjoyed the atmosphere, and am curious to see just what memories are stored in that old desk drawer. Good analogy! 🙂 ❤

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  8. Life Lessons of a Dog Lover says:

    “I left the memory of us in the top left drawer of our old desk.” I love this line, it says so much. Nicely done.

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  10. I loved this. It was very beautiful. I remember when my grandmother died, how my grandfather kept telling people the story of how they’d met and he was on the phone to one person for about 30 minutes and then we found out that he had no idea who it was. However, it was good for him to talk about her.
    His memory was already going then, but little did we know the time would come where we’d be overjoyed for just a word…a smile.
    We have the letters my grandfather wrote to my grandmother while they were “courting”. They are very precious and it’s nice to be reminded of them again. Thanks very much.
    xx Rowena

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