Just the Little Things

Just the Little Things

I only remember

the little things

you did, do, and say.

Not your looks or your house,

but your humor and laugh,

and serene voice.

I remember waking up

one day and seeing you

on our couch instead of our

pregnant mother.

You embarked us on

a trip. When my mom was gone.

Even though I was filled with worry

you kept me calm.

You never rankled me,

you were always supporting and loving.

You never rebuked me, You told me

I was perfect. You were

conscientious, never told a lie.

Then-

we moved.

Then-

we left you

behind.

I had an inkling I would never

see you again.

Hoping I was wrong.

Just Hoping.

Five years later,

I see you, a complete stranger.

Till' I hear your voice.

Then-

memories flood back.

I only remembered the little things.

Your serene voice.

The way you never were

lackadaisical.

The way you showed us to put ketchup

on the side.

The way you showed us the proper

way to pet a cat.

Just the little things.