In loving memory of those who never got to climb towards their dreams |
Ten years have since flown since you took our innocence Turned a world of black and white into shades of gray Taught those who weren’t ready the limits of limitless Gave us our first real reason to hit our knees to pray Sixth grade, I told you I saw mountains in your eyes You blushed and tried your hardest to look away from me From where I sat it was the rocky blues against high skies We were too young to be the wreckage lost at sea Seventh grade, you were sitting alone during lunch time Nobody wanted to be the odd one out to go to you I didn’t know what it looked like living on a fault line We couldn’t gauge the height of the cloud s you were falling through Eighth grade, there were rumors that couldn’t be true In math and science right in front of me was an empty seat From the confusion swirling nobody was immune We didn’t understand what they meant by, “Only thirteen.” Late November, there was a memorial across town Everyone arrived wearing their Sunday best Nothing about why was being spoken aloud Fifteen minutes of tears later we put your memory to rest With a choked voice your mother begged our attention Your picture in the background captured us mesmerized She asked how something like this could have ever happened All we saw were the mountains unclimbed in your fading eyes Ten years later, now we all know better You’re remembered in the name of lost innocence Instead of black and white, we exist in a world of heather With every extended hand, we give your lesson its due diligence |