When We Were YoungerA Poem by chiyonatsuSet in 1970's America, a girl recalls her friend, the day he was drafted into the war, and his funeral.
When we were younger,
In the middle of June We'd sit by the fire and hum happy tunes. When we were younger, In the middle of autumn, We'd trade cards in the tree house And sleep under the stars, quiet as the mouse. When we got older, and flowers bloomed We'd sit oh so silent in our old tree world And from the look in his eyes, I knew we were doomed. When we got older, and snow hit the ground. We all found out that he was no longer around We all cursed the war, And we all cursed the draft And then at the graveyard We cried with the wind at our backs And then we went home And we all got older And some of us forgot But I still remember When were younger. © 2011 chiyonatsu |
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Added on December 29, 2011 Last Updated on December 29, 2011 AuthorchiyonatsuINAboutmy name is chi. i like to write. i'm not on all the time, usually just when i feel like writing/have stuff i need to put on here. but i'll try and chat when i can, if you wish. c: more..Writing
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