I Remember
I remember the first night of Hurricane Sandy
The way the beachy candle scent wafted through the house
And how the smell of fresh air was only there for a few minutes.
I remember the homemade chicken soup
Like a homemade bowl of comfort.
The Sega controller's touch distracting me from the disaster outside my home,
I remember the shining, green transformer
How the light had shown from far away.
Each time I recall this memory, I remember the good times,
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