No More But Never Forgotten Poem by M.J. Lemon

From one a second emerges.
There is no birth, no gestation, no planning

I always thought there was just me
but a lesson long ago let know
that you are if nothing-
assertive, decisive, unbending, overbearing
and at times I don't even think of my needs
because how you are doing controls
even how I breathe

I get jealous when someone touches you
and I am afraid someone will harm you
But how can that happen again?

Some days you seem to disappear
and I am light as air
I must reach out, must touch
Must know that you ARE there
But sometimes you weigh me down
cast me into despair. Then I search
Got to escape

I talk to you and I am sure you listen
sometimes I beg, sometimes I sing,
and that attracts a crowd
so I do not do it aloud

I've read to you, stayed up all night with you
and even asked if you wanted music

Everyone told me you were not a friend
and that you had to go

But I was the only one to argue.
You were stoic, calm, and always reminding
of life's steady, steady flow
Sure, nothing may be going right
But that's just a refrain

You came, you left
You remain