Sara's Poetry Pages - Sara McDarby

She doesn't remember

              the perfume he always brought home

on birthdays and anniversaries.


        We would all laugh                     as he walked in the door

carrying the immediately recognizable box

    wrapped by the counter girl         at the drugstore    near the train station.


She once could remember every misdemeanor
   
           he committed             right back to their first date           

                      and would recite them at will,

while we all cheered and laughed.


Now she has lost much of their life together

          and often doesn't even realize
       
                      it's missing

                                    but the one thing she can't forget

will never forget

        is that he's gone now.

 

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