Kickin' Rocks

Kickin' rocks down the street
rockin' with wheels on our feet,
the summer light hit just right
and school was out the whole week.
You smiled at me sweetly
with a crooked tooth-line
that I always took solace in,
and those are fond memories
before we tried cigarettes
in social minuets, before we lost friends
to moving and death, before we
had to seek our own truths
and split up and saw war
and were torn by all the world offers
which isn't the joy we knew years
ago, where, once upon a time,
sitting by the beach was 'the thing',
where we'd sneak some beers and
make a little fire in the sand with our peers.
Candy wrappers and rum and cokes,
skateboards, jump-ropes, ruined hopes,
feels like last summer I saw you but
summer passed and summers past
are all I have left of you and us
and the youth we once shared
kickin' rocks down the street.