Remember

by Sparchules

May 31, 2021

Remember,

long ago when we could build forts,

hide from the monsters,

under our beds

in our closets

in our heads,

When life was easy,

and chores were something you dreaded,

when a dog died,

he barked in heaven,

When our dreams came alive and we,

We were the creators and thinkers;

the architects of worlds,

And now,

We believe you

can't hide

that you must stand and fight,

that sometimes chores aren't that bad,

We let our dreams slip away,

like a sheet off a bed

or the snow off a shed,

We can't possibly imagine playing

Army,

because our friends

who held your back in those wars of heart,

went to Iraq,

And didn't come back...

When you believed your parents

were immortal,

Gods; in their own right,

But Then you see the coffin,

the hole,

the final resting place of our dreams and hopes,

Sometimes,

I honestly,

Frivolously,

Try to remember,

I want to,

Somethings,

I just can't pull back the curtains

of my mind and see,

The play,

That was my life,

Sometimes remembering,

Is all I can do,

When I'm older

and stronger,

I will remember,

and I won't regret.

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