Playing In The Field

I can remember the crisp cool air.
It touched me again -
And again, my skin feels with the bumps of geese;
Filling an evergreen soul in this everlasting moment.

I can remember Reverend Duke came out to play.
His soul spread the joy of Mother Earth.
His smile brought the warmth of the sun,
From the Inside.

I can recite each member.
I can recite each member who is trapped in this endless moment of time.
If not perfectly, I can cite the places where my heart ran -
Running towards the love of warm hugs.
A warm sun,
And a cool breeze,
On a warm jitterbug.

Boy, was it smoking hot to have such a cool breeze.
I can remember sweating.
I can remember the sweat drying,
And sweating again.

I can remember the slightly wet grass,
gnawing at the surface of my shin!
I can remember scratching like there was no tomorrow.

I can remember the sound of a beautiful angel.
"Supper time!"
I can remember the love of an eternity.
I can remember the moment of a lifetime.
I can remember...
Boy, can I remember...