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I Remember

Justin W. Grover

I remember…
When you took my hand the first time
One day after the final frost of winter
While tulips pushed through the soil
Spring had begun

How you lifted me from the bottom
Of a bottle or my thoughts with a hand
Showed me it can mean as much as a smile
So I smiled back

The way you could sing the blues
Delicate, beautiful yet raw, untamed
A siren sweetly singing take me away
Take me away

Watching your fingers pick the guitar
Left hand just like Paul you always said
My harp couldn’t keep your torrid pace
I wailed along

The hood of my car, cigarettes and the stars
Led Zeppelin I, the ocean and that first kiss
The night was young then again so were we
And so were we

And I remember the last words you said
As you forced one last smile before I left
You said I know I'll see you on the other side
And your eyes closed

I remember I never really got to say goodbye
Standing there holding your hand for eternity
Slide away with your smile etched on my heart
Forever in my heart

Justin W. Grover has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Justin W.'s terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Justin W.'s latest works:

I Remember

Submitted Jun 12th 2011, 08:45

Last Booth on the Left

Submitted Mar 3rd 2011, 17:10

My Devil

Submitted Nov 11th 2010, 20:14