Passing On
What will after sound like to you?
After our phone calls,
After all the drives to Connecticut
that we remember differently,
After how proud you've been
of me, becomes how proud I am
of you. After I make the world
Pay attention,
What will it sound like
When I write your name to you?
Like trumpets in the evening
that say you are not forgotten?
Will you hear the laughter
of my children in the morning,
and recognize your own?
May they look into the mirror
and understand the power
of a photograph?
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