You were my prince, remember?

We spent all day playing in your backyard

(You said it was our kingdom, remember? Do you remember?)

I made my mom pack my new sky-blue dress 

("It matches your eyes," you said.)

And you wore your sweater vest 

(The one your cat threw up on the year before.)

It didn't match your eyes but it matched your smile

(And I liked your smile.)

You proposed to me on the branch of our tree

(With that toothy grin and a stupid little ring pop.)

I said yes 

(Because you were the prince so I had to be your princess.)

Dark rolled in and we begged your mom to let us camp outside

("I won't let the monsters bite," you promised.)

We ate s'mores and hot dogs and I even let you share my ring pop

(You were, after all, my prince.)

We'd lay inside the tent underneath our sleeping bags and talk about your dog

(But somehow we always seemed to migrate to your clubhouse and sleep there.)

You would pick a star and name it for me

(I still wish on them each night.)

I would yawn and you would say I could share the sleeping bag with you

(But boys had cooties, remember? Do you remember?)

Though, somehow you were different

(And then we'd wake up and decide we wanted to be pirates instead.)

Author's Note

Uh, hope you like it?

Reviews

[Sam Severn]

This poem is truly MAGICAL, Amanda! I love the alternating lines, n' the flow of your words! I love all the details — the ring pops n' the n' tree branch n' the toothy grin n' backyard kingdom n' the cat-vomit sweater vest n' the s'mores. N' especially the sleeping bags.

I felt like I was lying under the starry, starry sky while reading this poem.
Anybody who can write something like this, knows how to catch magic!
Great, great work, Amanda! ㋡

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

Very impressive demure love write through the eyes of a child which was alluring drawing me in to the very end..Sunflower..

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is very good. You can tell a story. You are a talented writer. I like the story and the ending was outstanding. Thank you.
Coyote

[Max Murphy]

Really like the bracketed lines, helps to put more emotion into the poem without breaking the rhythm. The repetition of 'remember? Do you remember?' is a nice touch, acts as a virtual marker almost; signaling the end of one adventure and the start of another. A nice little poem that wonderfully encompasses the admirable innocence and carefreeness of childhood.