I Remember…* Poem by Jim Milks

I remember sunny days walking in the park
And careful fumbling in the dark.

I remember birds in flight flying free across the sky
Blanking out the sun as they fly by

I remember people as a screaming angry throng
Nary a tear was to be shed when they are gone

I remember fire and smoke and ash
And how I would tremble and wait from them to pass

I remember a place that was big and round and blue
And how it was blown askew

I remember love as a sweet and warm embrace
And how I cried over mans fall from grace

I remember the quiet of a stone cold grave
As I cry out how can we be saved

© JPM 9/6/09

* I am not sure about the title of this one