It seems like forever ago,
that he was standing where I stand.
Teaching me to skip rocks,
in a place we deemed "our land"
-Reminiscing about what happened way back then, as you can still feel it now in your heart.
I watch the moonlight dance across the lake,
creating shadows in the trees around its perfections,
and patterns on the glass-like surface,
taking in the beauty I remember our reflections.
-This is one of my fav stanzas. You can visualize it in your mind as you read it.
Such a deep sad poem. Remembering him as you fly away.