Thoughts of a Mad Person

Memories

You'll see me in a girl
throwing her head back
laughing like a little kid

You'll hear me in
the singing of birds and
dewdrops early morning

You'll feel me underneath
the summer sun melting
your body dipped in sand

You'll miss me in the
cold December breeze
embracing you dearly

Then you'll remember me
when the sun touches the horizon

and when the moon crawls up the starry night sky

-k.l.p