Remember Me
Remember me.
I am gone.
Remember how I laughed, danced
And
The songs of life we sang
For
I am the white in winter,
The icy patterns on farmhouse windows,
The swift moving storm clouds,
Free of tears now.
Remember me.
I am the new green in Spring
Free of the years
And
Mourning.
Free of fears.
Remember me in Fall.
I am the call of wild geese leaving.
Free of grieving.
Remember me
In the light of morning
When dew drops become rainbows
On the tips of grass bent by tule fog.
I’ve become mushrooms on an old mossy log,
And
When
Mumurating birds
Gleaning the fields,
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Who
Might remember me
When,
Standing in awe of snow
In
The pink glow of a winter twilight
As
The changeling seasons come and go
To show the ever new
Of me who
Is
Gone now.
This is s beautiful. Thank you for sharing it.
Even more beautiful with each reading. Thank you, Michael. ❤
Oh – I will remember you… as a loving, incredibly talented, incredibly loving human being!
XoXo❤☘️
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