(3) What I Want to Remember
Jul. 5th, 2016 02:57 pmI want to remember them. I want to remember their names and faces. I want to remember how they walked and gestured and how they dressed.
But more than that, I want to remember how they greeted and spoke with and seemed to care about each other.
That they seemed to remember how it was when they were young and all of it was new. But also remembered, whatever they'd become, whatever they'd been through, that there were still the others.
Waiting to see them, to acknowlege their lives, on a day like this.
In the bright sunlight and moving shadows of Allen Park...
LPK
LiveJournal
7.5.2016
But more than that, I want to remember how they greeted and spoke with and seemed to care about each other.
That they seemed to remember how it was when they were young and all of it was new. But also remembered, whatever they'd become, whatever they'd been through, that there were still the others.
Waiting to see them, to acknowlege their lives, on a day like this.
In the bright sunlight and moving shadows of Allen Park...
LPK
LiveJournal
7.5.2016