Remember Me

These hands that shake to hold this cup
Once baked and sewed and stroked and played
And taught you all that you now do.
Remember me then? Remember me now

These aged, weak arms once young and strong
Would sweep you up and hold you high
To make you laugh and help you fly.
Remember me then? Remember me now

These grey, old eyes once danced with light
And looked on you with pure delight
And you looked back and not away.
Remember me then? Remember me now

These frail, slow legs once strong and swift
Would run with you through fields of green
And kick a ball, and make me seem so tall to you.
Remember me then? Remember me now

These hands, these arms, theses eyes, these legs
are still mine, though changed and old.
I am still here.
I am not gone……….not quite..…...not yet……………
So please-
Touch me with your hands
Hold me with your arms
Love me with your eyes
Walk me to your home
And remember me then, but remember me now.

(Dec 2008)