Remember
How lovely it was
Water fresh
Forest thick
Fragrant, full of green
I remember
My hometown beach
My foreign namesake river
Once so lovely
Safe
Cared for
Utterly magnificent
You too remember
Air
Waters
Land
Your home
Somewhere
We forgot
To check our breathing
To watch our steps
To notice
The clouds in our mouths
The grease under our feet
We forgot
We screwed up
Mistakes aren’t always endings
We haven’t yet made
Our own graves.
It’s time to remember now
Before our memories are only ours
Before we miss the beauty
We are not alone.
We have a window of time
Don’t waste it
Don’t forget
We don’t want to lose
Our world
Stop forgetting to remember
— By WriteGirl author Yamuna Haroutunian. Commissioned in celebration of Colleen’s birthday. Reprinted with permission. Darn fine poem, don’t you think?
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