When I look back at us as kids
It’s not rose tinted
Or silver lined
But gold tinged,
Like everything’s covered,
Soaked in the warm afternoon
Light that didn’t hit till 7 pm
In those long summers
It feels like it was always us
When our siblings fought and walked away across
Different sides of the stream
And we stayed
Unsure, together
We shared our animal figurines
Like they were treasures
Barefoot on the porch
Climbing on the trampoline
With scraped knees
It was always us
Always you, a little faster
Playing kick the can,
Sprinting through the trees,
Racing around the kickball bases,
A shoe or wrapper thrown on the grass,
Around the house,
Your dog nipping at our heels,
Us trying to reach the trampoline,
Safe
It was always us
Gold hair tinged
Lighter, older
By the sun
Always getting asked
If we were brother and sister
I miss getting asked that
And that gold tinge
Like you just put on
Cheap dollar store sunglasses
And everything looks golden
Like you just took them off
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