Memory

There is a memory of you

I wish I had.

 

You look at me

with the hope of every little girl

and ask, ever so sweetly,

if you can stay up

just a little longer.

 

Sure, I say,

and you smile sleepily

and lie back in my arms.

 

I promise to fight your every battle,

and wipe your every tear.

 

At least that's how I remember it. 

Reviews

[Lorraine]

So sad but so close to reality. I understand the feeling of telling a story and yet not being sure if what you remembered is actually what happened. You've depicted just how bittersweet and tricky memories could be.

Keep Writing. ^____^

[Emily B]

a lovely remembrance, tinged with the sadness of what might be or what might have been . . . wonderful to read you

[Zatoichi]

confusion reigns; I
remember tomorrow, forgetting
yesterday.

Your brilliant poem inspired my attempt at haiku. Z