I Remember
I remember when I picked up a garder snake
The way the flowers smelled so fresh
and how the trees smelled like sweet sap
I remember the taste of grass in my mouth
like tasting fresh greens from the garden
The snakes touch, slithering against my skin
The way the cool beach water brushes against your feet
I remember the snake hissing
How the snakes dry scales felt on my finger tips
Each time I recall this memory, I feel happy, the way I confidently took the snake from my dad
Head bobbling at the thought of holding a snake so young
The way everything felt for me was a feeling I will never forget
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