Reflections

For my days fall away But I remember you I want to touch the memories I just don’t know what to say As my days fall away I vaguely remember the chicken pox Colored popcorn And my first grade made Robotic cereal box The hen and the fox I remember wanting a fire truck one Christmas The marble red paint The glass window in which it stained I remember my foster mom saying it’s this one or nothing I remember being too stubborn to accept the smaller version Its these memories I daunt It’s these reflections that constantly haunt These were the highlights of my life These were the only happy moments I knew Yet I left them, moments so few I remember where the wild things are I remember marshmallow peanuts Trick or treating and roasted pumpkin seeds I remember visitation days The beach-less sand the way we as children once played I remember the door that never closed Mexican casserole and never getting enough Being afraid to swim Yet finding my way to the roof of the house With no way of getting down I remember my first field trip The dinosaurs and wanting to be an astronaut I remember my San Francisco 49ers jersey Number eighty, jerry rice my favorite player Now days I tend to only clash with the mayor It seems that images follow a window of time And after it’s exhausted We summon them our memories