I Still Remember

Something I wrote as a child...

Day after day, night after night,

I lie awake remembering how everything used to be.

I think about the friends I’ve lost along the way,

and about all the times I’ve laughed until I cried.

I miss those endless summer days at Grandma’s house,

or waking up early to go fishing with Grandpa.

The Fourth of July’s with a sparkler in hand,

covering my ears as fireworks go off down the street.

I long for those Christmas Eves with my family gathered around,

burning old wrapping paper in the fireplace.

Singing endless carols with my dad and uncle on the guitar,

while I open a Christmas Eve gift.

I remember our family vacations to Tahoe and Oregon,

a caravan of Toyotas on the freeway.

Running free on the golf range and swimming during a thunderstorm,

kayaking in the frozen lake, and whispering stories at three in the morning.

Day after day, night after night

I lie awake remembering how everything used to be.

Barbeques in the summer, fires in the winter…

as I change with the seasons.

Author's Note

I wrote this 3 years ago.....

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

I liked the imagery and flow of this read...the usage of the hook:

Day after day, night after night
I lie awake remembering how everything used to be.

Barbeques in the summer, fires in the winter…
as I change with the seasons.

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and accompaniment of the last two lines...
within the excerpt I copied and pasted with my review...
it sums all the moments in one...