A Though Or Two Poem by Estefano Molina

My first memory was in 1994
I had just turned three
I remember small parts of that day
It was July 12
My mother carried my baby brother
As I looked outside the window
I saw a tree
Green and lush
Where I'm from
We don't have those
The ones we have don't grow as much
My father took me outside
to go see it
and as I walked out of the hospital
The automatic doors closed
Hitting me somehow on the head
I cried
I remember the pain
My dad came
He picked me up and held me tightly
From then on
Everything has been a blur