Leslie Ching

(January 8,1995- / Toronto, ON, Canada)

Do You Remember?


Memories
Such delicate wisps
Dull and grey with age;

Do you remember?

I remember
My first best friend,
Just the two of us
Rollicking in the green expanse
Of rolling hills
As each blade of grass
Bends and waves
In the golden sunlight;
Such grace and poise,
Ease and contentment.

Do you remember?

I remember
Romping through the snow
Shrieking with laughter
As I received
A fistful of snow to the head
The feeling of joy
Well up in my lungs
And spill out,
Such euphoria and ecstasy,
Long-forgotten delight.

Do you remember?

Yes,
I remember
Clinging onto these
Bittersweet memories

Submitted: Friday, February 26, 2010

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