Days in the past.

These are all true memories of mine. Enjoy. :D

As I sit here and reminisce on some old times, I am reminded of the past, and it all comes in rhymes.

The days with my sister, riding our bikes.

How I entertained myself, fascinated by mics.

 

Meeting the girl who I first admired.

Seeing my dad come home hungry and tired.

 

The days of learning español with Señora Rouse.

Playing with my hermanito; our laughter filling house.

 

The days of being on the Student Patrol.

That morning I got my tongue stuck on a pole.

 

The times that I would shake furiously when mad.

The mornings and evenings spent fishing with dad.

 

My First Communion; Blood and Body of Christ.

The four inches of sister's hair, that I foolishly sliced.

 

Entering middle school, and being real scared.

Re-meeting my cousin, enjoying moments we shared.

 

The times I took pride in making friends laugh.

School days gone by poking fun at the staff.

 

The week my abuelito was sick and died.

Seeing my dad's face when he sat down and cried. 

 

Enjoy what you have now; make it a blast.

It all becomes memories, and days in the past.

Author's Note

This poem is almost three years old already...I have revised it a bit, and I think it helped to make it read more smoothly. Let me know what you think. All comments/feedback is welcome! Thanks!

Reviews

[José Humilde]

Thank-you. :D

[*Always be Me:)*]

nice job. i like this. :)

[Midnight Mortem]

Wow, I really like this! It's a great reminder to not let life get you down and live in the moment...makes me think back to some of my own memories, too...And rhyming can be a real pain, so kudos to you for making it work! Awesome job.