and I remember everything

This is the small poem I carried around with me today. There’s a subtle tenderness in here that I just couldn’t resist.

~

I have to tell you,
there are times when
the sun strikes me
like a gong,
and I remember everything,
even your ears.

Dorothea Grossman (1937-2012)

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