I remember that closed fondness sealed along the core,
yet the openness to be forthright on the shore.
I remember them coddling me always,
being meticulous, so much possessed i was.
I remember those drizzly days,
how far we could go for tiny tea crave in cafes.
I remember chattering-babbling,
across some quotes and poems would win the day.
I remember sledding all over any place,
and no one to wonder, wandering for chase.
I remember those tardy nights, planning to move,
all would remain undecisively concealed approve.
I remember hostility of them, not to turn back,
but those are memory momentos i have.
I remember the earnestness,
too close yet unnamed to other.
