don’t fix that crack i remember that,every time i see it i look back and revisit that time long ago and it brings back memories that i don’t want to let go

that little crack in the window isn’t hurting a thing, cold air doesn’t get through it nor does the rain and it reminds me when a grandchild was young he hit a ball and it went off the bat and the result of that swing is that little crack

the swing in the yard could use a coat of paint but then i would cover the marks the kids made and i want to remember each one of those days, so i’ll just leave it alone

these little imperfections here and there help me to remember the things about which i care and i am often tempted to correct the flaw and then i remember they aren’t flaws at all

don’t fix that crack