To the Boy Who Believed in Fairy Tales

...for Jay

Conversations stolen

In the cracks of light, just before dawn

When the world is content to slumber

And no one hears our secrets.

Top of the world

Close to the dying light

Of the stars you know shine for you

Whispers no stronger

Than the rustle of the tiny leaves

Of the canopy of choke cherry trees

The others rest now

Long lost to the residue

Of drunken ambitions

And smoke fueled fantasy

The promise of tomorrow

So much more special

When you watch her sun rise.

This is how I will remember you.

Not stolen by the real world

Not beaten by the dreams never achieved

Not so very broken

You fail to see your worth.

I will pray you’ve not had to hide your heart

I will pray that maybe, somewhere

Along life’s road

You found laughter

Peppered with love

I know how desperately your heart needed it

For your survival.

So many years in between

So much we will never know

Nor understand

But I will remember

The boy who believed in fairy tales

And pray your next chapter

Is magical.

~NH

I received news yesterday of a dear friend who had taken his own life.  We had grown apart over the years, resorting to the odd facebook message, but no matter the distance, the memories will always be with me. Those are how I will choose to remember him.

Sharing this on our OpenLinkNight anniversary, makes it that much more special, knowing these words will be read and I am hoping, felt.

Happy Anniversary dVersePoets....each and every one of you, and to Brian and Claudia, who were willing to take the leap and open the pub doors to us. Looking forward to what the new year with dVerse has in store.