When The Sun Goes Down Poem by Max D. Hornbogen

This is a poem about where I lived and about what happened in my life. For those who don’t know, My dad died when I was little. He died in a car accident. I was 6 or 7 years of age at the time.

There's a view where everything is so clear and the weather is so beautiful and the air is so fresh and the grass is so soft and the sand is harm to. The lake was so gentle that it could look like a glass and the sun is shining on me and that’s when I get a harm feeling from it, that’s when I can tell that this day will always be remembered. Now the day is getting closer to the end and soon the sun will go down (when the sun goes down) . Now take away the pain and let me feel free like a bird in the sky. Now the next day came, then I looked up and saw the sun about to rise then I said 'it’s going to be nice again'. Oh yes the lake, the sky and the birds are singing in the summer time. As I lay here under the stars and drifting away to a dream that is going to be a state of mind. And as I come back I’ll say that I was in heaven and when that sun goes down I’ll just think of tomorrow may come. When I think of things in life I know that everything will be deep down inside of me, that’s when I can recall the memories that I will have. Now the stars are up and I'm going to think of a place where I can fly away, but soon I’ll be back. When the next day came I’ll know that I will think of yesterday and how much fun it was. I remember when I was a kid I use to live on a street that was use to be called memory lane but now the memories still lives on. In this heart of mine I’ll know that there is someone that I miss the most and I think you know who that is. But when that sun goes down I’ll be thinking of things that I’ve done in my life. Now this life of mine still goes on and many more pictures that I will frame. But those pictures will have meaning and moments that will always be remembered. I’ll know that my brother and my sister still have room in their hearts for me. And that is called love and that’s why we look after one another cause we know that life itself has a lot of special moments that it brings to us. But we also miss and think of dad all the time, but that he raised just wonderful kids. His love for us will never fade cause he’s in our thoughts all the time and always thinking what it could be like if he was here. Now let the sun go down one more time and let many more memories be in our lives and always take pictures and then put them In a frame and hang them on the wall.

Max Hornbogen
August 1st 2008