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Dec 2012
Candles lit,
And the lights are low,
“Night Moves” By Bob Seger
Set the background tune…
This is a perfect moment
Just waiting to happen.
Reminiscing about
Smokey shot-gun kisses,
And long nights
I can’t forget…
Staying up
Just talking…
We’d go on and on
About whatever
We could think up…
Still those days have past,
You and I
Have moved on,
Leaving times
Such as these
In the dust.

Candles are glowing,
And all sources of light
Are dimmed…
“Alive” By Adelitas Way
Plays over and over
Like a Goo Goo Dolls song
I used to sing…
Taking me back to
Standing out on the slow songs,
At all the school dances…
Reminding me,
I’ll always be this
Hopeless Romantic…
Someday I’ll find him,
But for now,
I just dream…

Candles start to flicker,
And the lights in the room
Begin to get dimmer,
As the sun begins to set outside
The song “I Will Be There”
By Art Of Dying
Is ringing out my laptop screen,
My mind starts to dream,
Back to the days of childhood fun,
Back in the day,
When we would run around
Like we ran the West Side of town.
Riding our bikes up East Pass
Just to hang around
The Walgreens and Papa John’s
Having fun
And forgetting,
Someday we’ll grow up…

Sitting on my apartment floor,
All grown up
And on my own…
I light one more candle,
The Guardian Angel lights up,
Sometimes I just
Have to remind myself,
I’m not alone…
This new place,
Isn’t far from home,
But every now and then,
I have to remind me,
It’s not too far away…
Same goes for all these memories,
They’ll always be here,
Sitting in my heart
Waiting for someone
To ignite them
And let them burn
So when I return,
They’ll be warm and cozy,
Making these four walls,
A little less scary…
basically about what it's like to know you are indeed growing up and the adjusting it can take to be comfortable with it.
Sunny Snow
Written by
Sunny Snow  Madison, WI
(Madison, WI)   
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