I
sit with you
a
meal...
a
drink...
a
meaningful talk...
Childhood...
a
time,
we
had,
remembered,
loved...
A
school...
the
loves
the
hates
meanings
and play.
A
past with childlike thoughts.
But
then,
we
were.
But
now
we
aren't
"Ladybug,
Ladybug..."
you
pick her up
tears
inlined
a
past
of
recognition
"I
always thought the spots meant their age"
"Spots
mean they are female"
"Oh"
So
I thought,
I
didn't know
"I
hate it when they fly away"
"You
can't keep it forever"
And
so she flew away.
...back...
