He still remembers my name,
Until He won't.
He still remembers my face,
Until He won't.
He still recognizes my kids,
Until He won't.
He still answers the phone,
Until He won't.
Dad,
I still remember your name,
As 'the Best'.
I still remember your face,
Watching me skate from the stands.
I still recognize your voice,
Calm whenever mine isn't.
I still call the house,
Hoping you answer.
Until the day you won't.
I was advised to mourn you,
Years ago.
Your mind left your body,
'Grieve now', the psychic advised.
But you're still here, Papa.
You still remember me.
Every time you say my name,
the worry of being forgotten eases.
What matters is not that you don't remember,
But that I forget all that you have been.
I promise, I won't,
Until the day, my mind goes too.
Papa, te voglio bene, ma proprio bene assai
⚡️
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