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december 7, 2024 — childhood dwellings
the leaves have turned brown
the world has quieted down
icy winds seep through our fingers
biting cold that sleeps and lingers
that weightless checkered blanket
wilted flowers basking in the sunset
that empty swing swaying
childish laughter keeps ringing
we cried and laughed
through times dark or daft
all good things come and go
naive promises of "i love you so"
as we carved our names in the rough bark
and vowed to protect eachother's heart
your arms became a home
and i became your own
even as time is not as forgiving
as when we were kids and simply living
the sea will guide us to our fated shores
tides sweeping sands of long-past wars
as the stars witness our beginning and end
the best in the world, my only friend
those handheld cracks in the tree
will always know it was you and me
- reddestofscarves, 1:28pm