I Remember You

by Chris Patterson

How could I have kept you as you were?
Confident in magic and
Content with yourself.

Could I have stayed the curtain
from being pulled back?
(Pay no attention to the man...)
Turning confidence into contempt.

What vision could have kept you
from seeing your image reflected
in other people's eyes?
Allowing contentment to give
way to consternation.

Could I find you now, castaway
on an island of innocence,
residing deep in the
forest of experience?

Do you take shelter in the hovel of
assurance you were born in?

Or will I meet you on the well
worn path?
No longer distracted
by the birds and the bees,
will I recognize you,
my self acceptance?

The Author

I was born in Elmira, New York and moved around to all the hot spots of the automobile industry growing up. After graduating from Michigan State University, I worked in Chicago as a writer/producer and director of local television and radio commercials and marketing videos for local companies. In 1995, I opened a bagel shop in Hilton Head, South Carolina. When that closed in 1999, I went to work for Walt Disney Company. I currently am a training facilitator at the Disney Reservation Center. I enjoy writing poetry, especially for my family and friends. You can find me on Live Journal as cap_killer.