
Memory Fade
A poem written to my mom
POETRY
I felt your memory fade a bit,
And I hate myself for it.
If my sun shining again means I forget you,
I don’t want this storm to end.
For too long,
Every thought of you,
Crashed through floodgates,
And I could only drown.
And instead of learning to swim,
I headed for shore,
Far away from the seas,
Where floods could reach me no more.
I felt your memory fade a bit,
And I hate myself for it.
And when prayers ending in tears,
Turn to silent stares at God,
When compassion and grace,
Turn to anger and rage.
When I swear my vengeance,
Locked eyes on the devil's face,
When all I want is a sword in my hand,
And the tempter slain…
I am not such a fool as cannot see,
My heart is truly in chains.
And I hold no key,
But I know where to find it.
In the hands of my God,
With His son seated by Him.
So when I feel your memory fade,
I’ll unlock my heart to find grace.
The chains sink to the floor as I swim out from shore,
And these floods can drown me no more.
