Davey - 1989

Boy with the small name
I do not think of you often
but I think above you
grazing the surface.
You came the first day, blond,
small and tired
and you quickly made friends,
a best friend
necklace included.

Boy, those things meant a lot.

But I don't remember the day that
you first lost your temper, the day you
hit that boy with the Body Glove t-shirt
in the face
and chase Christina (or was it Natalie?) and I
around the play structure,
what would you have done if you had caught us?
Then it was your last day
and Mr. Principal sent you out of the room and told us that you were
leaving.

We made popcorn for you.