March 4th;

You smiled discreetly and only to yourself. The ghost of regret went right through you. You didn’t feel a thing. All your dreams and goals we’re amplified, I found myself in midst of discovery. “Do something wonderful, without recognition”, you said. And my eyes got real big and I saw nothing but what everyone needs to see. I knew at that very moment, you’d go so very far.

It’s March again, and it makes me think of yellow flowers and tears. I miss my Grandpa, to this very day. Its an absence that astounds me. His eyes we’re a simple hue, one calm and very blue. We played card games and watched old TV shows, and laughed at all the jokes. You read every card we ever gave you, it meant the world to us. And that was all that mattered.

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