Such remembrances we have….

We might mark a certain date,

celebrate it every year,

or keep a tattered square

of cloth from a childhood quilt, 

or carry a frayed picture

of a grandmother or cousin;

we might have pressed petals,

yellowing letters, or faded 

Christmas cards….

But sometimes we just hold 

intangible, precious memories 

inside, safe in a room

only we can enter, locked 

in our heart’s chest,

a willingness to remember

becomes our only way in.

—C.L. Fisher, October 2021

Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

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