I Remember

republished

I remember sunny days in forests when we would run many ways.

I remember ice cream on a hot summer day. We eat it more than any other nation.

I remember my childhood and all the games I played.

I remember all my friends playing ponies on the school yard.

I remember another moment when I wasn’t so sad.

I remember the times when I was not worried.

I remember the times when my brains thought of nothing else, but this moment.

I remember when there was no pinch in my heart or a flutter in my stomach.

I remember…

When I used to know I didn’t have to feel the world crashing on me, but me crashing on the world.

Missed

Missed are times of peace

Times of solemness

Laughter and carelessness

Running rampant through the wood at home

 

Missed are days of youth In all their greatness

Excitement of the minds

Sneaking carefully through the undershrub

 

Missed are seconds of happiness

That needed no intelligence

No cause of why

Smiling loudly on the banks of the river

 

Missed are moments of truce

Between anxiety and calm

All the things that must be done

Sitting hunched under piles of worry

 

Missed is childhood

Blessed times

This is an elegy

Moaning the death of time

This Is Where I Grew

Yellow walls
And green hangings
Blue bed spread
Oak dwellings
That is what I see when I look around me
It is not where I wish to be

My dream is a home full of light
Matte colours of brown, black and white
With specks of colour forest green and gold
I like dark colours
Brooding and bold

I say goodbye to the cheeriness of my home room
For at the end of this year
I will be gone

I Remember

I remember sunny days in forests when we would run many ways.

I remember ice cream on a hot summer day. We eat it more than any other nation.

I remember my childhood and all the games I played.

I remember all my friends playing ponies on the school yard.

I remember another moment when I wasn’t so sad.

I remember the times when I was not worried.

I remember the times when my brains thought of nothing else, but this moment.

I remember when there was no pinch in my heart or a flutter in my stomach.

I remember… When I used to know I didn’t have to feel the world crashing on me, but me crashing on the world.