December 30, 2012

Just Fine

I'm no longer
good with names,
but still see yours,
embossed on the card,
meant for me to find.
I took it as a sign
of luck, now it drops
from an opened book,
flat and faded,
dredging up
brimming eyes,
your voice insisting
everything's just fine.
I had forgotten
this unknown gift,
you once left behind.