Poetry Nook

Just a Memory

Forgotten I shall be

When you won’t remember

How I looked like

How I cut my sandwiches

In exact triangles

How my eyes would wander,

deep in the horizon

For a bird faraway

How I laughed on mundane jokes

And always wrote you notes

How I tucked my hair

When I was too busy to braid

How I drove my little car

On busy lanes, rapt with attention

How I loved cooking

Your treasured sunday meals

Forgotten I shall be

If only you let me

For one day

I shall walk away, bit too far

to trace back my steps

And then I shall come back only

As your cherished memory


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