dispare

It seemed like just another weekend
searching for letters thru teared eyes.
the pattern of rain on a tin roof
watching freinds not realize the choice
they made
Thinking of what I did wrong,
taking pauses to dab eyes with old,
campfire pillow cases
The comfort of home,
the loss of a love one.
Watch
assumptions are made,
made on tradition
tradition made on memory
staring into brown eyes
them staring right back
but the reflection is not the same
its not the same as it was 6 years ago to this date.
and for me,
It seemed like just another two day ending.
Carry on into the night.
lisinging to the clock count seconds
wind brushing over the lake
forcing a chill down your spine
finding a freind, holding them close
dont let go,
watching the sky blow up
approaching the end of our fellowship
smiles are lighted by tears,
and the stars find a path through the clouds
Its late, but I’m not leaving
bright lights
a hot stage,
we loosen our collors,
and think about winter,
winter where we made snow mounds,
and rolled giant snowballs down hill.
then walking inside with sopping wet socks,
and snow covered boots,
destiny guiding us
thoughout the years.
remember sliding on the ice of cedar lake,
and later swimming in the same spot,
3 months later.
realize what has happened,
and dont make the same mistake as I did.
and i have thought it was just another weekend.