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I Remember

As I sit there I can hear the birds singing.  I can hear the dog panting from running too fast.  I can smell the food mawmaw is cooking for Sunday dinner.  I can see the rest of my family walk in the door.  I watch as I see my cousins fight then laugh it off.  I can feel the toy ball in my hands as I’m sitting in his lap.  I can hear him laughing as I throw the ball too high. I feel my small feet hit the carpet as I run for the ball.  I feel the cold metal on my hand as I turn the door knob. I felt the heat from the light as it all faded. And I’m there and I’m grown.  I can hear all the people weeping.  I can see the open casket and my grandma crying by its side.  I can see him so pale and fragile; so lifeless and small. And I remember. I remember how much he really loved me. I remember his laugh and his smile. I remember his smell. I remember how proud he always was of me even if I didn’t succeed. And I remember.  I remember how mad he would get win his favorite team wouldn't win and how every friday night was popcorn night. And I remember. I remember him down to the smallest detail. And I’ll never forget. 

									In Loving Memory Of
										  J.W.P

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 8/13/2018 1:37:00 PM
Wow - awesome and poignant poem, Autumn.
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Date: 8/26/2018 3:27:00 PM
Thank you!