I Remember You

I remember not your face
except to look in the mirror
"you look just like her."
But in my mind's eye,
no image conjures

I remember not your voice
except to hear my sisters
"you sound just like her."
But in my heart's ear,
no sound comes

I remember not your hands
except to look at my own
"you write just like her."
But in my soul's touch,
no feeling emerges

I remember you
even as I hardly knew you
Your essence fills my space
touches my face
sings in the shadow place

Poet's note:
Birthday tribute to my late mother
she died when I was only four
Being a motherless child has defined
every moment of my existence for decades
Her born day is May 16

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