Remembering a Time of Innocence

I remember
the trip seeming so long
the ugly noisy city roads
canceling out my "song"
I remember
a narrow country road
lined with orange lilies
bursting forth
I remember
a time of innocence
signaled by the flowers
that we were getting close
Our destination final
heralded by masses of orange
singing THEIR song
"light as a feather"
they laughed together!