I remember most vividly
two memories with you.
One when you told me
he would be my father
and I had to call him father.
But it was you, and you
were always right.
One when you saw me
and remembered my name
and I loved you in that moment.
Because you know many names, but you
still remembered mine.
I remember most fuzzily
memories that are mostly hearsay.
You carried me as a baby
You fed me and bathed me and clothed me and you
taught me wisdom in every action
and I
will never finish learning it all.
I remembered most vividly,
two memories with you.
But today it is
One more
when I saw you
and remember you loved me in every moment
and even as you will never see me again
and even as I will learn many names
I will remember yours.
Written at the funeral of a family friend. She was like a grandmother to me, and a great many other people.