I remember her
I remember her scent
The sweet incense on her shawl
I remember the ring of grey
That encircled her hazel eyes
I remember her soft, sweet voice
That sang to me on dark nights
I remember her loving face
Untouched by a decade of war
I remember her
And I remember how she forgot me
I remember her pained face
Half sagging and tired
I remember her soft, sweet voice
Asking who I am
I remember her hazel eyes
Filled with unrecognition
And I remember the scent
Of the earth that is now her home