Tilly tells me tales
of herself
so long ago
(down to the incrediblest littlest detail)
I amazed
she can do so.
“How can you remember that? ”
I asked...shocked.
“Oh, I remember
many remembers
they just walk
into my head
& tell the story
all over again.
I just listen-ed
& tell what the story
tell-ed me
even if it is
many many remembers ago! ”
Years later
when she has grown
so far away
from here
her hand
fallen from mine
a Goth Punk
Princess
now only
men on her mind
she doesn’t remember
any of the remembers
remembered then.
But I remember them
for her
she too busy
remembering the Future
& the kisses
it will bring.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/many-remembers-ago-for-lyn/
