A Texas Memory

Tastes of a peach 

warmed by Texas sun, 

plucked from a low branch 

a gift lingers in my memory 

sweet, sticky juice 

dripped from my chin, 

  dribbled down my hand, 

     my arm and elbow…… 

never another as delicious.

“We do not remember days, we remember moments.”

~ Cesare Pavese, Italian novelist and poet

(1908 - 1950)