Her hand grips mine for the first time
and the dream becomes real. I bet
she says, I’m the one you’ll never forget.
I didn’t know what that meant
at the time, but she knew
somehow we wouldn’t last.
I’ve forgotten a few of them,
some completely, I’m sorry to say,
but I do remember her very well.
I still feel the grip of her hand,
hear her warning words,
and see her serious smile.
