Let Me Remember You As This

Without a care through summers fun

we both tousled life in splendor

Each played in the beams daylight streams

holding one another tender

 

Above the churning sky had blushed

without a worry of the night

We played on high till day was nigh

as darkness overcame the light

 

The wind from our lives blows by us

marking as time runs out it cries

Filling life's sails with tattle tales

while the dream of our childhood dies

 

The cricket's songs leisurely played

rain tapped the ground with our first kiss

A warm night bathed in cool moonlight

let me remember you as this

 

Tate

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Author's Note

I can't say that this piece is wrapped completely in reality. It was a thought of youth and time I spent with others and still remember. Time changes everything does it not? Young love is a lot like that. We always entrust our future to the winds of fortune. What once seemed like the end turned out to be only the beginning of something much better. So to all of you who are still young remember this from a man who has been there. It may seem like your love is gone. As if everything you dreamed was just that, a dream. These moments are the ones that carve the character that will make you interesting to others in the future. The only ones who truly know what life has in store, are those who have lived it and come out the other end a little wiser. The pain that will seem to accompany young love teaches us to be true to one another. These pains will help you through life. Through memories of these mutual pains, those endured and those imposed by us on others, we learn to respect each others feelings. This will make you a better person. One you too can respect.

Reviews

[Nayan]

This poem felt sweet to me, while the words were so true!

[Arabdha]

this is flawless..basking in the moments that were and remembering it just for what they were..no regrets ! wow...

[Emerald Seas]

This is simply stunning, so well constructed. A tribute to youthful love, without a care in the world. Such a wonderful reflection, and your note is spot on. Wise words...

[lei]

a reverie from yesterdays.. and you penned it so beautiful with each every scenes..
that's one thing about memories, you can't forget them!

[Wendy Seames Garner]

This poem instilled sweet memories, long gone. Oh, to have our youth back...

[Andrea]

This is simply gorgeous. The imagery that you put into this is absolutely stunning. I adored it.

[Valentine]

Tate..it seems that yourthful years drag on..like one is always waiting for the week end or sunner or to be sixteen and be able to drive..then old enough to party..but it speeds up as we age and ther is no way to slow it down..Perhaps that is why God created Memory...lovea nd God bless..Kathie

[Jazique]

Nice, that is one wicked dream and just loved the whole piece with the picture and the end most of all "Let me remember you as this." Wonderful job as I'm starting to run out of complements here to your masterpieces and how you explain your writings to us and concepts of them all wonderful. Umm... Oh did you mean to spell night without a "t" on "We played on high till day was nigh". Anyways well done.

[Mauricio Montoya]

Dream or not, like how you bought this piece together. I mean that"s love.
Excellent write.

[msharma]

awesome as always. Dear poet I find always an optimistic note in your poems that gives me the strength to see this great world with wide perspectives.