SF (June 17 1942 / Troy New York)

Who Is There Left To Remember?

WHO IS THERE LEFT TO REMEMBER?

Who is there left to remember?
My parents, my brother, all my aunts and uncles gone-
My sister in another world.

In our imagination and prayers
The sky opens and souls enter
Singing praise
Our loved ones are saved forever.

But on the ground
Where we are now
All that they have been-

Who is there left to remember
The lives the world we had?

I alone am left to remember
And I alone will never remember enough.

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