9:14

What I have of you

Is memories of a better time

Jokes you made at 9:14 at the dinner table

Now it’s just

Laughter, exuberant grins followed by

Somber friends and silent abandonment

Of plates adorned with your favorite dish

Clattering of forks and a delicate hope

To go, leave, maybe like you did that night

But we don’t remember,

We choose to forget

Kind of hard when you left us with every

Little bit of space

Decorated with your memory

You had that kind of laugh that a stranger would remember

The kind of laugh that makes every candle dance your name

We don’t remember,

we choose to forget

You had a wild mane and a temper

But wings that flew so silently we almost thought you never took flight

But then you had, and you were gone

Never thought you had grown so fast

To be honest thought you wet your wings

Hoped you would come back

You left your mark here

Everywhere

We remember,

we tried to forget

But those jokes you made at 9:19

Were everything

Somber friends but then the grins come back at 9:20

What I have of you is more than just memories

Sometimes I forget you ever left

Hope you wet your wings so

You’ll have to come back