To remember is to prove
That mind believes what Life has seen–
A crack in Porcelain,
A smudge in Paint.
To remember is to know
Familiar voices and outlines–
A Stranger, once a Friend,
An old House–once a Home.
To remember is to Love,
To truly understand–
Why One does,
And how One is.
Remember Me–when the Plate breaks–
When the Pen bleeds–
When that Song plays,
And when Home is close.