Out the front, to the right, three blocks down, two houses in, and look for one bright purple door...

I remember growing up with you.
I was always the cautious one --
but you, you could hardly sit still.
You leaped for the sun, and when you missed it by a little bit
I was there,
crushed between you and the pavement.
But it didn't matter your smile lit up an entire world -- mine.
You would laugh till your voice went mute.
Honestly though, you never could mute.
We'd sit and I'd listen
but time progressed and the green leaves fell.
From my best friend whose pretend wings challenged those of a phoenix,
To a adult with priorities, responsibilities.
Your free imagination fell prey to reality.
We went on our separate paths I'd be a lawyer, and you --
you'd go work in a third world country,
Saving lives, enriching souls

I stopped by the old stomping grounds the other week,
I went out the front, to the right, three blocks down, two houses in, and found one bright purple door.

But, you -- you weren't there.