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