poem by
MCKENZIE YARGER
The sun bows gently over the horizon.
The day slipping away through my fingers,
as the moment passed in the blink of an eye.
Feeling as if just yesterday I was turning eighteen—
celebrating in awe with friends and family, a new chapter.
By then, three years had passed.
Those still memories blurring together,
jumbled into an array of moments I cannot recall.
As the bright yellow orb dipped down, reflecting the body of water,
it was unfathomable to think how much time passed, how precious it is.
The view of the creaky dock I stood on,
a fondness over the view of the lake—it brings me back to a time.
A wave of relief, realizing as I changed and grew.
Those certain memories and places, they stay the same.
It gives me hope.
Hope that was long forgotten,
realizing the reality of the cruel world we live in.
This picture of the sparkling lake,
as the sun dips down.
It brings comfort to my childhood and the innocence that came with it.
Even with this world, constantly changing.
Hoping that I can stay true to myself.
Nothing in this world can take the raw emotions that I feel,
filled with empathy and compassion—
experiencing familiar struggles, like everyone else.
Like a human being.
I will get through this.
I am not alone, and I never have been.
Watching the sun vanish as the day ends, knowing that it will be back again.
And I have so much more to fulfill.