Looking Back

Looking through the eyes of a child, watching the wrinkles of life take over faces of love. Settling back, feeling so tiny, rocking in an antique chair, seeing the world in a special sphere, wondering what lies in store in future years. There are so many tranquil hours sitting under the grape vines, eating grapes - seeds and all! Enjoying moments of recall, wishing to go back in time and relive it all over again, expecting everything to be the same. Gathering together family members, all sitting under the vines of life, speaking fervent Italian. Passionate, using their entire bodies to make a point or argue a position. Italian, flowing as a small child, sitting in a rocking chair wondering at how quickly it all passed.