Nostalgia

Found this little attempt at poetry from way back in 2007. Young me did not believe in capital lettering, or general grammar. :) Reposting without editing. 

Titled: Kisses for my old man

a bright toothy smile
for strangers i meet
a dash of rosy love
and a dream to believe

a drink to celebrate
and moments to cherish
a faded old photograph
full of memories... to relish

a sprinkle of tears
for skinning my knee
for a puppy love lost
and the sting of little bees

a pocket full of rainbows
a giggle to be happy
a twinkling star to wish on
and a cottage by the sea

a friend by my side
a lover's hand to hold
a little wooden rocking chair
for the time when i'm old.