Pd1: Fanelle J. (I Remember Peom)

                                                                        I  Remember

I  remember falling off a swing and really hurting my neck.

The way the dirt smelled,

and how the dust drifted through my nose.

I remember the rocks and dirt tearing up my tongue

like bees stinging an invading human hand.

I  remember grass's touch, so soft then immediate betrayal on impact.

I  remember how the world suddenly went into slow motion 

and everything seamed like it was going to be alright.

Everything was going to be okay.

Each time I recall this memory I feel shattered,

feeling if I hadn't been so lucky, things could have changed.

It was scary at the time, but when I look back now, I only laugh.