I remember <br />How sweet it was <br />To hear of love <br />And of life <br />As something more than an old Toyota ad slogan <br />To know that it was never to be something to throw away <br />To hold back tears as I saw you <br />Moments from <br />Probably <br />Wanting to run the other way <br />But walking towards me and life <br />And I think of love <br />And how mine grew that day <br />From where I was years ago <br />Not much to anyone but myself <br />Lost in confusion of selfish hype <br />In love <br />Then <br />But not really <br />I was a face in a city <br />Accurately <br />A suburb <br />Letting go of most of what should have mattered <br />And quickly coming undone <br />Drinking <br />And writing <br />And living <br />And bouncing from here to there and <br />Somehow <br />Back again <br />I have a friend <br />In the throes of living in his 20’s <br />Searching for meaning of his own <br />And he likes to ask questions <br />Do I regret not having now what I had then <br />As though life could really be about what it was then <br />Long nights with a guitar and a bottle <br />Or long mornings <br />Hung over or drunk with pen and paper <br />Going nowhere but in circles <br />Like my dog chasing his tail or butterflies floating by <br />Its hard to think about the man that I was <br />And I know <br />That I like me better now <br />Better than I was then or when I was in my teens <br />I cant imagine that life then being my life now <br />To pass up on the growing pains and emotional trials of a step-son <br />Or the birth of my daughter <br />And how beautiful she was on the day that life became real for her <br />And for me <br />Or how her mom was that beautiful on the October evening we <br /> committed to forever <br />And I remember <br />How my love grew <br />And I feel <br />How my love continues to grow.<br /><br />Noel Marsh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-my-wedding-and-living/
