If You Forget Me
If you forget me, the Universe will come to a close. It is not possible that you would forget me.
Through three lifetimes (and those only the ones we got in touch with) you did not forget me.
When you had Alzheimer’s, you still remembered me – though sometimes you got a bit muddled.
You knew always there was a Rosemary you loved. You knew this woman with you as your dear wife.
Occasionally you didn’t connect them exactly, but either way you loved me and never forgot me.
You are busy now, up there with the angels, enjoying the work you do for the good, I know.
But you don’t forget me, you are just on the end of a thought; when I think you, you are there.
And you look in without being summoned, often. I see your face, hear your voice, feel your touch.
It could never be that you would forget me. But if, impossibly, you did forget me –
I would haunt you in reverse, from earth, chase after you into the stars, through all Heaven,
shake you by your incorporeal shoulders with my dense, warm, fierce hands
thrusti…
Through three lifetimes (and those only the ones we got in touch with) you did not forget me.
When you had Alzheimer’s, you still remembered me – though sometimes you got a bit muddled.
You knew always there was a Rosemary you loved. You knew this woman with you as your dear wife.
Occasionally you didn’t connect them exactly, but either way you loved me and never forgot me.
You are busy now, up there with the angels, enjoying the work you do for the good, I know.
But you don’t forget me, you are just on the end of a thought; when I think you, you are there.
And you look in without being summoned, often. I see your face, hear your voice, feel your touch.
It could never be that you would forget me. But if, impossibly, you did forget me –
I would haunt you in reverse, from earth, chase after you into the stars, through all Heaven,
shake you by your incorporeal shoulders with my dense, warm, fierce hands
thrusti…