Accidental Poet

My Oldest Memory

My oldest memory

I’m two years old

Holding a bottle of orange Crush

Stuffing my face with hot dog in roll

A photograph from 1959

Caught in the act

That was me alright

Having a cookout snack

I remember that bright sunny day

Sitting there on the baseball field

As I devoured that hot dog and Crush

My tummy all filled with a yummy meal

Can’t say I remember

The guy with the camera though

Must have thought I was in a race

A little boy eating like a pro

One bite, two bites and three

Yum yum yum

Then a big gulp from my orange Crush

Believe it or not, better than my thumb

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