Peanut butter and Jelly

how unexpectedly
wonderful
they sneak upon us
these childhood memories
the stubborn stains
of peanut butter and jelly 
smeared
by clumsy hands
on the delicate fabric
of time itself
a cherished first kiss
coated 
with a fuzzy glow
of innocence
overwhelm my senses
with
blissful madness
like sticky-toffee pudding
licked from a bowl
through the minds eye
spring cleaned,
now and then
and as the world
goes by,
let me revel
in luscious blossoms
of purity
this sacred kingdom
of hopscotch, double-dutch
and quietly, drift off 
in the distance
as nothing but
a smile
remains…