Reminisce

Wandering through the forest,

Near my house and down the street,

I made my way as an innocent

Walking the shores of the empty creek,

Kicking stones with dragging feet,

Wondering many thoughts

So quiet if you stand completely still

The machines go blank seemingly at will

The trees sway to an unmarked rhythm

That dance through the leaves,

Casting stones, enchanted by the breeziness

Days like this I pretend

I’m not the man I am again

Travel backwards many years

To a place not too distant

Yet very far away,

To a time when I still had my full complement of tears

Reminisce, I do,

All alone,

Skipping stones

And breaking twigs,

Imagining I had you still