Remember Yesterday

wear this day

each time I see you

and I will remember

how you said “let’s keep going”

when the air grew hot with closeness on the trail

how you wanted to share every waking moment

because you knew (as I did) how time grew

from the smallest seed pod / sprouted

from the nearness of two buds / how the one month we had

could be as valuable as any lifetime

if we only held each other close

wear this day

the next time I see you

(you look quite pretty in it after all)

and even after we have lived a hundred miles apart

I will see you in the distance when you come running back

with forests behind you and new stories on your tongue

and be it in a year or a thousand years from now

it will make no difference

for if you wear this day when you return

I will think of how you blushed

to let me hear you play your ukulele

I will see our two silhouettes reverberating before

some old TV show like plucked strings

(decibels fading by the bonfire of our yesterdays

yet alive in the precious now)

and while the fire is dying

I will draw you close and

remember in an instant

who we are