Sweet Memory
©️ Nona Rose 2013
I wish I could forget that day,
Like I have so many other days,
So many better days that should be remembered
Rather than this day, of all days.
It was a Tuesday morning.
So ordinary and dull.
Like every other Tuesday morning.
Only it wasn't, and never would be.
Where the memory takes us is beyond our control,
It trips and stumbles on those random snippets -
The colour of your tie, what you had for breakfast -
But leaves behind that which everyone else recalls.
I didn't remember that the war had ended.
I didn't remember which horse won.
I didn't remember who was leading the country.
But I remembered you spilled jam on that awful yellow tie.
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