by Portfolio Co-Editor on September 13, 2018
Poetry
by Jessica Polanco ’20
Sweet, was the Sunday I remembered
Like a feather, I laid
On the indulgences of quietness
And joy
A black bird approached my presence
Told me I’d never forget this day
Because it was the day you passed away
Everything related to all I knew
Everything related to me gone and flew
Away from me, with no warning
Only an invitation
A black bird approached my presence
With her angelic eyes
Told me I’d never forget this day
Sweet, was the day
I remembered the greatest gift
It was the only decision I ever had to make
Sweet, was the day I remembered
To live a gracious life
To smile with innocence poured,
In the crease on my dimples
Sweet, was the day I remembered
You introduced me to your biggest intention
To live a warm intent-full life
Sweet, was the day you wanted us to remember
Every second,
Time is drowning down our souls
Reminding us
The only decision we were born to make was to live the sweetest life.