I remember the way you smiled,
The way mischief danced in your eyes.
You had pointy teeth that sparkled
When your laugh brightened up our lives.
I remember the way you joked,
The way dark humour rolled off your tongue.
You were sly and quick and fun, adding life
When all was said and done.
I remember the sound of your voice
Still so distanced from puberty.
It squeaked and rose and sung
Notes off pitch, notes that rung.
I remember the good old days,
The good old days that have gone.
I remember all the pieces,
All the pieces that are gone.
&
I remember your face,
Your precious face that stings my brain.
I remember all but your passing,
Your passing that builds the ache.
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