Poetry #85

Why can't
I remember?

I was
supposed to
guide her

But I
can't remember.

Hazy memories,
blurred face.

Who was
it that
held my
little hands.

I was
supposed to
be the
guide, right?

But it
seems, now,
I'm guided.

I can't
remember anything.
I'm lost.

Who was
there holding
my hands?

Who was
there smiling
beside me?

Her laughter,
though feint
felt nostalgic.

But her
face, it's
all blurred.

I can't
remember her.
Who was
there holding
my hand?
What was
her name?

Why can't
I remember?