Thursday, June 4, 2009

seventeen

I missed you yesterday.
Long live the 4th-
That's what we used to say.

And that's what I remember;
And I am assuming-
You do not.

I wish you did, though.
I would love to be your friend.

I would love to remember
Not alone, but with you.

And with you, there would be less need
For remembering-

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