"Still Me"
Looking at my photograph
I know I can be anybody
But with memories
I see my past like a movie
I recall burning leaves in the fall
The smell of barbecue on the grill
The sound of water falls and rain
The taste of crispy turkey skin
Holding hands at the table at Thanksgiving
I see my eyes and they're the same
With my memories I'm "Still Me"
-----{{@
Written for Franciscan Manor
November 15, 2016
By Progressive Home Health's
Resident Poet John Conte
-----{{@
#stillme #family #seventies #pittsburgh #cigars #eighties #hiltonhead #uncle #father #littlejohnny #gentlemen #dressedfordinner #jacketrequired #sisters #brother #mother #father #grandma #drinkingpop #courtyard #athome #love #instahappy #instahistory #identity #selfawareness #amwriting #pmwriting #writer #poet #everyday #progressive #healthcare #photography #poetrytherapy
-----{{@
"Arts therapy has come beautifully into its own. What it shows us over and over is that our minds do heal through creative expression; it gives us reason to want to continue to go on." - Anonymous
Good wishes,
John
