monkey days

there was once a boy
and a girl
living ten strides away.
he was six
and she was three
at least that's what she thinks it should be.

they loved to cycle.
paddle along the beach.
feeling the wind
brush against their radiant cheeks.

one day he ask,
if she would care for a ride
on his blue "martin" bike.
she hopped on,
walked home with a scrape on her side.

a scar remains.
memory of those bitter sweet days.
seems as though those times have gone
but no,
that just marks a chapter
of what is yet to come.

love, i have never forgotten.
never did, never will.

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