I remember...
I remember, just barely, my first dance with him
When he wasn't in pain and he laughed everyday
I remember, not even a year later, the first time he cried...
Everything fell apart as an avalanche swept over my house taking away all the joy and harmony
I remember the first time visiting him in the hospital
White as a ghost, helpless
I remember sitting next to him as he drifted in and out of sleep thinking
"What happened? Why did this happen?"
I remember not seeing him in the crowd for the first time I preformed on stage and visiting him in the ICU after
I remember
sitting
waiting
crying
praying, for this to all to stop and for him to become whole again
I remember getting off the bus to an empty house, full of memories
I would give anything to recreate
Family bike rides, climbing trees, TPing the neighbors
That can no longer happen
I remember when the simplest tasks weren't challenges
Whoever thought tying your shoes would inflict such excruciating pain
I remember long road trips, watching sunsets on the beach, and endless boat rides
I remember tea parties, horse back riding and nothing but laughing in between
I Remember
I Remember the day when he became another statistic
I Remember
He remembers
We Remember
Nov 3, 2015
Nov 3, 2015 at 9:31 AM UTC
An unexpecting change in the sky
Letting go of all worries and cries
Washing away all the pain and sadness
To bring another day
Clearness will follow
If you swallow
And take a fresh breath of clean air.
Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 1:23 PM UTC
In summer, water is used
For many purposes.
It is swam in, played in
And jumped in.
It is also used to
Tube on, ski on
And surfed on.
Water is a necessity for summer to occur.
In winter, water is used
For many purposes.
It is played on, skated on,
And hopefully not fallen on.
Water is a necessity for winter to occur.
Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 2:26 PM UTC
Dear Big Brother,
Why do you boss me around?
You aren't my mother and
No one treats you as a mother.
Also, why are you so messy?
There is not a contest for
The messiest car,
But if there was
You would pass with
Flying colors.
If you could just try
To be less messy, and
Stop bossing me around,
Life would be amazing and
We would get along much better.
Thank you and please address
These demands as soon as possible.
Love,
Annie
Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 2:22 PM UTC
Grief is red blood
Surrounded by the stress
And loss of a loved one
Erupting with tears
And wails that fill
Your mouth with
The nasty salty taste
Longing for the feeling
Of relief
Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 2:18 PM UTC
As I gaze into the dried up yellow field,
I see 2 lonely cranes
Trying to find their way home.
They call out to their friends,
But no one answers back.
With the sun beating down
Hard above the blue skies,
The wind chills the air
as it whistles by.
Right when all hope
Is almost lost,
The call is returned
And the cranes find their way home.
Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 2:15 PM UTC
The cranes walk forward
Into the damp, dry, dead field
Looking for a home.
Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 2:12 PM UTC