Remember This
I still remember my time of innocence,
Youthfulness where legs would never tire,
Monsters lurked under the bed at night,
Energy sprung tight like a coil of wire.
I still remember the mischievious glances
After house rules had been so sneakily broken.
The sheer inventiveness of siblings together,
Giggling moonlit jokes never left unspoken.
I still remember dancing in the fallen snow,
Heads tilted back to taste the descending flakes.
The calling voice of a mother to come inside,
Two little kids always refusing a break.
I still remember knowing all the answers,
As adulthood came fast approaching,
Self-righteous demeanor, no room for intrusion,
Any objections considered encroaching.
I still remember the attempts to blend,
Acceptance mocking the wannabes without rest,
An understood separation of differences,
Thoughts of integration merely suppressed.
I still remember visiting during the holidays,
The expected, seldom ringing of the door bell.
Small talk escaping unfamiliar lips of family,
Relatives known solely by their annual farewell.
I still remember recurring thoughts of yesterday
As grandchildren sprawled face-first in fresh snow,
What knowledge and wisdom I have gained,
From memorable years of letting myself grow.
I hope they remember the lessons I've taught,
Truth lying behind each soft-spoken word,
The things I might have done differently
If advice of my grandfather hadn't been deferred.
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