You Are: Wisdom Poem by Christopher Soto

I can count the happiest moments in my life without much trouble;
It’s not that I’m good with numbers, there just aren’t that many.

Some stand out more than others, they’re vivid with colours;
Like that time with long gone friends in a Melbournian park.

It’s the smiles that come back to me, it’s as if I’m cursed;
A slight reminder and I’m there again, I can feel the cold air.

I can feel the warmth of a hand that I so long ago held;
The intimacy of a hug that marked the end of a journey.

The eyes that spoke to me a thousand words with teary tones;
The face that told me how much I meant to her, and wished I wasn’t gone.

Don’t worry, I miss you too.