This is what I remember,
the gravel road was longer,
and the day's were hotter.
There was fences on both sides,
and the bottom of the hill was dryer.
The puddle was always there,
and it had critters everywhere.
The grass seemed taller,
and my strides seemed shorter.
The field looked greener,
and the sky looked blue,
just like Mamaw's old house.

This is what I remember,
the dark was dark,
and filled with creatures.
My curiosity kept me walking,
and my bravery made me fearless.
The moon watched over me,
as I made my way back.
The coldness offered me a hand,
and I just laughed.
As I closed onto the house,
I looked to the sky,
in hopes to repeat this again.