I watch as the last bit of sunlight slowly sets behind the old fashioned houses and the melancholy cemetery
I wonder when it'll be that I'll feel so at home again
But this time, I stare, as if I am in someplace new
When only really, it was at this moment that I decided to truly open my eyes
And I notice some things I hadn't before
How the atmosphere was always so still around this time of day
How I suddenly loved to see kids on my block play
Only because I knew my childhood for me was fleeting
And I hoped that children had been instilled in them a kind of compassion for life
That I hadn't known when I was young too
A kind of appreciation that never bothered to fester in my mind
And to let me enjoy the bitter sweet moments
The ones that were then that I had not known
So here I am now
Older and wiser
Trying to savor up whatever life I have in front of me
Trying to bottle up whatever sunlight is left to replenish my skin
And remind me of all that I once had
And I'll stay watching
Until I memorize every house, every tree, every sky that has been around me ever since I can remember
And maybe then I'll be content
Maybe then I'll be ready
To cherish the small things
And finally let go
- C.M.
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Memories from my past, poems of my present, and stories for my future ✨
PoetryWhen lyrics fail, poetry prevails and poetry stems from the lyrics that each song tells. They exist here and serve as flashbacks and memories, being in the past and present and future all in one.
