Poetry

She Remembers Everything 

I’ve never remembered the way she does 

She remembers everything 

It must be hard to remember 

It is easy to live forgetfully 

Easy to not remember 

No burden of the past on my shoulders 

That’s why her stance is strong 

Because she holds the past in her arms

She remembers everything 

She Dances 

She is so graceful 

I watch her as she dances

Apart of her song 

Her movements flow like water 

Music moves along with her 

Her Small World

The world is so small 

So much smaller than we think

We are so tiny