Do you remember?

The waves washed into our bodies

we laughed and splashed knowing no fear

building our castles on fragile ground

not caring if they were washed away or not

for we would do it all over again,

it was part of our game

our knowledge of life still innocent

that nothing is permanent

but we had each other

and that’s all that really mattered.

We were friends of all makes and sizes,

brought together for a week of escape

from parents and family and the need to please,

and we bunked down together telling stories

of what it was like where we were from,

and we laughed and cried

but we didn’t judge

for we didn’t know what that even was.

But somewhere perhaps we knew

as the time came for goodbyes

and hugs and tears and “I’ll promise to write” were shared,

and we knew as our parents watched,

we could feel the shift, the change as they eyed each soul,

making their decisions on looks alone

that “come now, let’s get in the car and go”

and “yes, you can call when you want”

but our carefully penned lists

with names and birthdays and numbers and such

one day disappeared leaving us dismayed

to hear “well, maybe they’ll be back next year”

but we didn’t go back

’cause there was someplace better,

with kids our kind,

did it start then? The change of mind made for us

though many never latched onto the ideals,

secretly holding that secret tucked away

that “maybe someday I’ll see her again,”

and the happiness will fall right into place,

“will she remember my name? and will she still want to play?”

and I wonder if I saw her now

would she sit down in the sand once more

helping to create a masterpiece like we once knew

before the tide of adulthood and darkness of heart

swept it quietly away.

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10 thoughts on “Do you remember?

  1. Yes absolutely you are so right! 🙂 laughter brings so much lightness and there is so much joy in finding it in simplest of things as we grow, learn and live!
    I think that last line in my response came up with how your poem touched me and took me to that place …away from the child …
    Enjoyed your response as much as the poem!

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  2. Oh, Kim this is beautiful and totally heartfelt. I think most of us can relate. I loved this:

    “as the time came for goodbyes

    and hugs and tears and “I’ll promise to write” were shared,

    and we knew as our parents watched,

    we could feel the shift, the change as they eyed each soul,

    making their decisions on looks alone

    that “come now, let’s get in the car and go”

    and “yes, you can call when you want”

    but our carefully penned lists

    with names and birthdays and numbers and such

    one day disappeared leaving us dismayed

    to hear “well, maybe they’ll be back next year”

    but we didn’t go back

    ’cause there was someplace better,

    with kids our kind,

    did it start then? The change of mind made for us

    though many never latched onto the ideals,

    secretly holding that secret tucked away”

    Thank goodness you experienced it when you did. That heart of yours is pure and is not afraid to be shared with different folks from all over. You’re truly a gem, this poem is too.

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  3. I think the best part in hindsight is that I could see it for what it was…and not buy into it….it’s made me a better person, more loving of all…I hate judgement, I choose love💜💕

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  4. I try to find something to,laugh about everyday, even in the simplest things, joy can be found….and we can return to the child within, learning and growing, becoming smarter by loving with our hearts and souls. It is within all of us, the ability, but we start somewhere…I like the sound of laughter….it makes us lighter😊💜💕

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