Remember Me

a poem by Richa

When you’ll wake up in the morning,
The first rays of the sun will make you remember me.
Far in the shore when you’ll look,
The waves of the sea will make you remember me.
The cluttering of leaves, the chirping of birds,
The trees, the mountains will make you remember me.
When you’ll lie down and close your eyes,
The memories of those times will make you remember me.
No matter where you are, no matter how far you are,
I know, even these distances will make you remember me.
No matter how hard you try to forget,
Every hour, every minute and every second will make you remember me.