Poem - I remember

Post date: Oct 06, 2013 6:0:55 PM

by Tibba Stoutfoot

I remember the first time

The day that we met.

When I came to your clearing,

Oh dear, was I wet!

With your arms so inviting

I nestled in them.

All that rain became pretty -

A bond was forged then.

I remember times after,

The years while I grew,

The hours of laughing

Spent playing with you.

Not a care in the whole world,

A wonderful time.

I was glad that I'd met you

Such joy was then mine.

I remember the first time

I brought you my love.

All the hours spent talking,

Secured from above.

As we sat hand in hand there

Your bough as our tent,

I'd say this was most precious:

This sense of content.

I remember the day when

I came full of tears.

When I had no idea how

To face the come years.

But the loss in time faded,

New life comes from end.

Through the times till I saw this

You were a good friend.

I remember these past times.

My way I did make.

As a sign of remembrance

A leaf I then take.

But when turning it over,

A moment I pause.

Will this fade into nothing?

Be gone when I pass?

I remember ...

... What is this?

Do movement I see?

And I peer up more closely...

A lad's in the tree!

As I watch him swing joyful,

He shouts out his glee;

And I turn back home smiling.

This lad --

He'll remember thee.