Remember the date

*a poem i wrote in 2010

Remember the date
They said my wedding day, is a day I’d always remember.
And the day my first child was born…
My prom,
My first car,
Graduation…
The birthdays,
Anniversaries,
All aglow with gifts, cakes, and flowers.

But the dates I remember, are the days when you left me.
And those dates, are somehow the most important now.
Because they mark when my life alone began,
And when your life here ended.
Now there’s no cake,
No gifts…
Just flowers,
And a wish for you to see them.

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