I remember
The sun shining through the trees
Gold flakes dancing over the green of the leaves
A book propped up between scabby knees

I remember
The song of a violin
The smell of paint
The small soldier made of tin
The resin free of taint
Euphoria induced by the greatest win

I remember
Hours of contemplation
Curses thrown around
A moment of hesitation
A purpose, lost and never found
The glare of the blade

I remember
The light of the full moon
The fireworks that seemed to grow by the bloom
Your hand in mine
Listening to the sky’s every wail and whine
The slightest drizzle of rain
And we were insane
Oh, but we were fine.
We were fine.

I remember
Traces of tears
Victory over fears
Youth thrown away only to be redeemed
A thousand realities
So wild even I could have never dreamed.