Remember

[scotopotomas]

Do you remember that person you used to be?
The screaming vibrant spirit of days gone by?
Can you recall sometimes, in your replies...
The things that are missing, what sacrifice.

I remember doing things because I could,
I was everything under the sun,
Not afraid, not proper, not appropriate,
Unapologetic, yet smiling in my mischief.

There were days that seemed to last forever.
When the sun would dissappear behind the clouds,
Then peek out again in an endless succession,
Of light and dark, wasn't life grand.

I remember feeling like friends, my friends,
Were the only thing worth living for.
And each tiny drama, back and forth,
Was more personally affecting, then my dearest desire.

Hope seemed my constant companion in childhood,
Ever at my side, encouraging.
Each action was imbued with mythic porportions,
I could not but succeed.

And I remember you, in your newfound glory,
Brighter than the sun, the moon,
A star in your own right, before we knew better.
Before we knew what we should be.

Then hasten to my stock of sayings?
Encourage you to find the things you left behind,
I am not yet so blind as that,
Though that is exactly what I'm trying for.

I remember you many yesterdays, that led me to here.
I knew you would eventually, but back then,
I only ever welcomed it, now I know better,
But I am still glad to see the rising sun.