My recollection is vague
Of you.
Up and down
The hill.
Brilliant blue and stark white
A trek over the green.
The metal and the mulch
Gripped by hands and trampled by feet.
I heard that you liked me,
More than you liked her.
I didn't notice much.
You carried us
Up and down that grassy hill
Until the teachers told
You
To stop.
Gone.
I heard that
You
Moved to New Jersey.
I guess I
Didn't notice that either.
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Life Evaluations
PoetryI do not usually write much poetry. When I do, I'll post it here. Thank you for your support and for reading. It means a lot to me :D
