memory

Title First Line Theme(s)
Every Teacher Has One "This morning I cleaned out" memory
secrecy
Pressed Flowers "The flowers we picked last summer" memory
flowers
Point of No Return "Grass in the cracks of the sidewalk," memory
decay
Mother "The photograph fades, turns yellow," family
memory
The Snapshot "There we four sit, quick perched as sparrows on a wire," memory
holiday
Daydream "Warmed to drowsiness by the" fall
memory
Lock the Door "Now you have burned the letters--" relationships
memory
Ute Cemetery "Gravestones lean every which way," death
memory
No More Chores "The old farmer nurses rheumatic joints" farming
memory
A Secret to Live By "In the attic of my mind" memory
revelation