Rachel Baldwin (April 1988)

I remember the joy of summer.

I remember the joy of friendship.

I remember the joy of days long past.

I remember the pain of love.

I remember the pain of letting go.

I remember the pain of blending in.

I remember how difficult it was to make new friends.

I remember how difficult it was to make good grades.

I remember how difficult it was to stand out in a crowd.

I remember the best times were with my kindred spirits.

I remember the best times were in the summertime.

I remember the best times were around the kitchen table.

I remember the worst times were still to come.

I remember the worst times were when I was alone.

I remember the worst times were when love had deserted me.

(March 2001)