Aileen_Friendly+Memories

By: Aileen Daly || Click here to hear an audio recording of this poem: || So many memories come to mind How could I choose my favorite? The time you came to my house when I was sad and brought my favorite flavor of Ben and Jerry’s Ice cream? Or the time you stayed up with me until 1:00 am and watched that scary movie that I was afraid to watch by myself? Or the time we walked to the grocery store and you helped me count out my nickels to buy a pack of gum? Or maybe it was the time we went to your cousin’s wedding and we drank six Shirley Temples? Or maybe it was the time we washed your parent’s cars in the rain? Or the time we built a fort out of Umbrella’s and sat under it and we were nice and cozy while rain softly fell? Or the time on that one Halloween and we finally walked all the way up to the priest’s house in our neighborhood and we didn’t know what to say when he gave us our candy. We kept saying Thank You father and Amen and then he finally told us that we were supposed to say Trick or treat. I remember how much we laughed afterwards. Maybe that’s my favorite. Or how I went over to your house and played volleyball with you until the lightning bugs came out. But of course we didn’t stop there. We grabbed a jar and desperately tried to catch a lightning bug, but we only caught one? Or the time we set of the smoke alarm in the ECU dorms at summer camp with a poptart? I still laugh about that one. Or the time we went to Duke Gardens and performed our version of Tai chi on the huge boulders in the Japanese Garden? I simply can't choose a favorite memory, but making this list of memories made me realize how lucky I am to have such great friends. ||  ||
 * Friendly Memories
 * Where would I be without my friends?