If I am my mind
and my mind is made of memories
and my memories are moments of me
who am I when I forget a thing
and remember it no longer?
I don't recall breakfast yesterday.
Or what my first word was.
But I remember lots of things
that more or less should be
an approximation of accuracy
and if some day I forget everything
it's okay
because you can remember for me
and make new memories.
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Poems & Stories
PoesíaThese are some poems and stories for kids. They are written for early readers and reflect different styles of verse.
