"INSTANT"

Time Machine

By, Cheryl Harwell Bailey

Sometimes I wish,
 I were a teenager again.
 Painting daisies (flower power) 
on my bedroom floor.

 I instantly go back,
 to this long gone time,
 when I least expect it.
 As if, I have stepped into
 a "time capsule."

 I "LOVE" when this happens! 

It always catches me off guard.

It always surprises me.

 How can such a little thing,
 have such power?

 The power to "take me back" 

so many years. 
To a different time and place. 
No amount of money, 

could make me feel this good.

I'm "there!"

I close my eye's

 as the emotions of my "young self," 

sweep over my heart and soul.

This is the power

 of

 "MUSIC!"

Where is my iPod?