Dogs days over.

Like bedtime stories come to pass.
Of a love not fleeting from my grasp.
Like far off memory or the scattered dream.
To tear my life right from the seams.
I remember when the summer rain had gone all away.
I remember, friend, you were standing there that day.
I saw the look upon your face.
The memory became real.
I remember you.
So lick the wounds and friend let them heal.
I stand here waiting for your soul to steal.
So the summer rains  had gone all away.
I lay here stricken this day.
Messing around and learning the cogs.
Writing with that chalk and floating dogs.
I remember you.

Author's Note

It was the best days of my life. :)

Reviews

[Jasmine]

you've really succeded with this poem - the rhyming is very good, not at all clichéd, which is hard to do. good work.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

beautifully expressive ~ spiced with the maturation of nursery rhymes into personal fables of being alive~

[A]

Incredibly beautiful :)) deep and emotive
lovely flow specially the last part
I enjoyed reading this, Thank you for sharing.

[trainwreck]

This is a great tribute to childhood. I think it might be one of my favorites. I love all of the different emotions and thoughts you mixed in. Great job.

[Cate Carpenter]

Wow. Just wow! Nicely done. Truely your're only 16? Seems like your soul is old!