Her birthday dinner over now,
Sophia sat to rest.
With family surrounding her,
She thought how she’d been blessed.
She closed her eyes to take a nap
And saw a movie screen.
The drama that unfolded then
By no one else was seen.
There was a simple sequence to
The pictures passing there,
A cinema of long ago
With memories most rare.
Amid a crowd of little girls
At roller-skating fun,
She was the laughing pig-tailed child,
Who was the fastest one.
A blue Schwinn bike rolled into view
With her upon the seat.
What explorations she’d gone on
While riding down the street!
She saw herself, quite still for once,
An open book in hand,
Romancing and adventuring
With dashing pirate band.
From dueling with curtain rods
To snowballs from a fort,
Her old eyes saw her younger self
A heroine of sport.
She laughed at her own giggles when
A mouse climbed Papa’s pants,
And Papa, taken by surprise,
Performed a lively dance.
Her face stood out in groups of kids,
For races, ever ready.
While sliding down the steepest hills,
She held her old sled steady.
Then faster, faster, scenes flashed by
Of girlhood’s happy times,
With kick the can and climbing trees
And swinging on grape vines.
The images of youthful days
Brought joy remembering.
She couldn’t think of one of them
She’d trade for anything
“Poor Grandma,” whispered teen grandkids
Above her gentle snoring.
“With no computer or TV,
Her childhood was so boring.”
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