I wish I could remember how old we were
or what grade we were in
3rd? 5th?
I just wanted to get it right for you tonight
on your birthday
The fat pine tree that anchored your back when I leaned in
The incense of sun-baked needles
under our feet
The roundness of your child’s lips
closed and warm
It wasn’t a kiss so much as a shock of gravity that
I was too small to be in
“You ran away to tell your friends,”
you said to me
that night you reached out to me
after all those years
“You were the first girl I ever kissed.”
Two years later I heard you were gone
It wasn’t my place to know how or why
We had recess together
and that is enough
Recess…
A small period of time when everything else is temporarily suspended
That’s what you gave me then and
that’s what you give me now
I’m not too small anymore
for your gravity
–Happy Birthday Jason Dublin. You matter.–
Sobriety Poet 
I bet Jason has read this too, what a wonderful birthday gift….to be remembered and loved.
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Memory is precious. Something I will never take for granted again. I thought about him all day and night on his birthday. Praying he knows now how much he will always matter. Thank you so much for stopping by and sharing your thoughts here. Love you woman!
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