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Summer Bay

You used to wear white vans With names scrawled From your last day of school You used to laugh And crinkled up your nose You and me We used to own Spiral tie dye magic And I made you a swing Hanging from the tree in your yard We rode our bike through puddles When it rained And lived for the smell of the soaked earth Laughed at the water droplets on our faces We shared lives And you took mine When you said goodbye And I tried to say hello But you shut it out with your new friends Adjusted your music And walked away. To the door of your red brick house. You never looked back.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 5/16/2017 2:53:00 AM
What a beautiful poem, it's so incredibly well written. It has a quiet, stilled sadness in it, and so much pain.
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Iris Blade
Date: 5/16/2017 12:03:00 PM
Thank you. That reflected my emotion writing it at the time, a kind of sad acceptance but not a willing one. It felt like we were miles away from each other but physically we used to live in the same neighborhood.
Date: 5/15/2017 5:01:00 PM
Wow Iris. This is so well expressed. I love how you wrote it to show the reader with the details of the times shared and it is so sad! Very well written
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Iris Blade
Date: 5/16/2017 12:00:00 PM
Thank you! It was a sad point in my childhood, the loss of a kindred spirit. We had a lot of times shared and it was painful to see her go.
Date: 5/15/2017 1:45:00 PM
Very sad Iris. Those memories, the good times, the fun and the laughter all of it gone in a flash. You have expressed these feelings nicely.
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Iris Blade
Date: 5/16/2017 11:33:00 AM
When I was a little kid I had a best friend that just let things go and ignored me from then on. It's a sad story. Thank you for reading and commenting.

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