Sunday, April 19, 2015

I REMEMBER

I remember the wooden swing set out back,
and watching it rust and rot over many years untouched.
That swing set brought summertime to life when I was younger.
My dad tore it down a couple years ago.

I remember the first pet I ever had. 
I fell in love with Flubber the fish and he died only 3 days later.

I remember believing in Santa Claus and God,
and I remember the day I learned that "Claus" wasn't spelled "Clause".

I remember the life changing brown eyes of my best friend,
I remember our last conversation.

I was sitting in my bedroom eating frosted flakes when they told me what happened.
I remember when he gave me a pink purse and sour patch watermelons for my birthday in first grade.

I remember the red bridge at the park,
Moose-bitch, Benjamin, Janet,
Laying beneath the starry sky.

I also remember you walking home alone.
And I'll never forget that first summer.

But I wish I could forget this last January...
I wish I could forget the way you lost control.

I don't want to remember the summer that I lost 37lbs,
or the girl that helped me get there.

I don't want to remember the boy that stole away my self confidence,
or the days spent alone.

I remember the kind hearted boy that sat next to me all year in seminary,
the way he always looked out for me.
I remember singing at his funeral.

I remember the wooden swing set out back,
and watching it rust and rot over many years untouched.
That swing set brought summertime to life when I was younger.
My dad tore it down a couple years ago.




4 comments:

  1. The swing set and holy crap the singing at the funeral.

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  2. "I remember singing at his funeral."

    my heart stopped. I've been reading all the posts, and this is the first one that actually made me feel something

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  3. I agree with Nelson. The swing set got me.

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  4. i've read about 100 i remembers.. now and you've somehow managed to make yours unique and memorable.

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