a memory surfaces 

   for whatever reason   who knows why

of becky   it made me smile

   and it made me sigh

becky my drama queen

   danced barefoot on ice

she slapped me hard

  on the face   was that nice

she had tricks

   mine were better

her squeaks and yips

   were the louder   irish setter

we were young   not in love

   infatuated   mistaking

one for the other

   our bodies awaking

her eyes sparkled   had a glint

   her smile   white and true

her bangs so cute

   and eyes   can you guess   so blue

what happened   oh   time 

   that's what happened

time and distance

   and now a wee bit saddened

but something made me think of her

   and brought a smile

i'd like to think she thinks of me

   from time to time   that i abide for a while