Memories at Dusk

Take a moment, she said, close your eyes and think of the memories that flash before you?

The first time you dived into the cold pool, does it still cause you to take a deep breath as you remember how you resurfaced?


Or climbing that tree while scraping your knee, did it make you feel on top of the world, like everything’s within your reach?


Was it you clapping in glee when the boat you see made of paper not tumbling while moving with the gushing rainwater or covering in fear at night when the thunder reverberated around your house and shook the windows in your room?


What about the first pedal without the support followed by the first fall? Do you still have those scars?


The first crush, then many more, the first awkward kiss, oh the innocence of it all, do you remember those?

Do you remember how she tried and failed laughing at you, and you felt the first time the stirrings of what you later called love?
Or when you were pulled into the hug, wouldn’t let go, you couldn’t really?


Do you remember?


Do you remember how wonderful life is, do you?

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