“You may forget but
Let me tell you
this: someone in
some future time
will think of us” (60)—Barnard Translation
Am I giving you
remembrances of myself,
of you, this time?
What sticks?
The hard words? Where I told you:
“Hurry up with that coat!
We haven’t got all day;
I’m tired of asking!”
Or the songs I made
for you, that you laughed
at and tried your new voice on.
Which moments shape your future?
Which will you forget?
~Lindsey Bellosa