You are not forgotten


When I was younger, I was

friends with her son

They moved a lot, especially after

The divorce

But we still made time to see each other

 

We grew apart but


 

She was the one who stopped me from being electrocuted

By a flickering light bulb

That looked fun

To touch


 

She was the one who helped me build

The Lego house

While her son napped

On the

Fluffy couch


 

I saw her just before it happened too

She was in her blue Subaru driving

Down my road to a nanny gig

She waved happily at me

Long curly hair flying in the wind


 

She drove on before I could say anything


 

I should have asked her…

Everything

For she knew so much about me

And I so little about her


 

Why do the worst things always happen

To the

Best people?

To the people with young children

To the people who saved your life from that flickering light bulb when you were just eight


 

You are not forgotten

Inez Folklore

VT

14 years old

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