I Can't Remember You.

I look at this photo and realise

I can't remember your face.

Your face is like that of a stranger,

your voice a distant memory.

The last time I saw you was Christmas,

the last time spoke - last week.

You're one third of my world, so

why can't I remember you?

Three years ago I stood with you

as this photo was taken, but now

it feels like a lifetime ago.

I can't remember you ...

I love you, Mum, and I wish

I could remember your face,

your voice, your love, your strength

... I just wish I could remember you.