Young Adult Story
1 min
The Garden
Love'ah McCarty-Conner
The Garden
An empty garden
Bare and gloom
The wind is soft
The leaves are new
The snow from winter
All melted away
The distant laughter
As children play
The sounds the smells
The feelings too
The world around me
Is so beautiful
The beating heart
Inside my chest
I should be thankful
For what i have left
But i lost my cousin
I lost my best friend
I hear his voice whisper
Through the wind
The beautiful voice
Of my long lost friend
I remember the good times
And even the bad
I sit outside and breathe in the world around me
While skimming through the memories in my head
The time we drank water until someone threw up
And you threw up first
Or the time we built a fort out of mattresses and blankets
Oh the memories with you are amazing
We were only 10 but for mothers day
We wanted to make them breakfast in bed
So we made them heart shaped pb&j's
I remember how much you loved football
You wanted to be in the nfl
You were so young only 11
Now you're playing football in heaven
I drift back out of the memories
Listen back in to the sounds of the world
Your whispers in the wind in my ear
The distant laughter of the children playing
The beating of my heart in my chest
I miss my best friend
The world would be more beautiful with him
The air would be more breathable
Jokes would be more laughable
And i would be more able
More able to smile
But right now
I'm an empty garden
Bare and gloom
I used to be beautiful
When he left winter came
But slowly it went away
I became stronger everyday
And i'm starting to grow
I can no longer trap myself
Into the little girl i was when he left
I miss my best friend
But it's been 5 years
So i take a deep breath
Take in the whispers of
Your voice
In the wind In my ears
The memories of us
From younger years
The laughter of children
That will soon be mine
And i let everything out
And i smile
I am a garden
I am a beautiful garden
And no matter how many winters i face
I will always be
A beautiful garden
Thanks to my best friend
Whom i will never forget
For he is the heart of my garden
And he will always be
My best friend
An empty garden
Bare and gloom
The wind is soft
The leaves are new
The snow from winter
All melted away
The distant laughter
As children play
The sounds the smells
The feelings too
The world around me
Is so beautiful
The beating heart
Inside my chest
I should be thankful
For what i have left
But i lost my cousin
I lost my best friend
I hear his voice whisper
Through the wind
The beautiful voice
Of my long lost friend
I remember the good times
And even the bad
I sit outside and breathe in the world around me
While skimming through the memories in my head
The time we drank water until someone threw up
And you threw up first
Or the time we built a fort out of mattresses and blankets
Oh the memories with you are amazing
We were only 10 but for mothers day
We wanted to make them breakfast in bed
So we made them heart shaped pb&j's
I remember how much you loved football
You wanted to be in the nfl
You were so young only 11
Now you're playing football in heaven
I drift back out of the memories
Listen back in to the sounds of the world
Your whispers in the wind in my ear
The distant laughter of the children playing
The beating of my heart in my chest
I miss my best friend
The world would be more beautiful with him
The air would be more breathable
Jokes would be more laughable
And i would be more able
More able to smile
But right now
I'm an empty garden
Bare and gloom
I used to be beautiful
When he left winter came
But slowly it went away
I became stronger everyday
And i'm starting to grow
I can no longer trap myself
Into the little girl i was when he left
I miss my best friend
But it's been 5 years
So i take a deep breath
Take in the whispers of
Your voice
In the wind In my ears
The memories of us
From younger years
The laughter of children
That will soon be mine
And i let everything out
And i smile
I am a garden
I am a beautiful garden
And no matter how many winters i face
I will always be
A beautiful garden
Thanks to my best friend
Whom i will never forget
For he is the heart of my garden
And he will always be
My best friend
This was an entry for a writing contest held in conjunction with Center for Fiction and The Decameron Project
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