Remember me tomorrow

Remember me tomorrow

As I do you

Deep within

Beyond the science

Part of the fabric

The essence of structure

Where nostalgia is an anchor

Memory is not linear

Veering helter-skelter between

Suet puddings, spotted dick

And treacle sponge

To silent films

On reel to reel

Featuring Chaplin

Tumbling in black and white

In a slapstick duel with Keaton

Over a tight white sheet

Hung from the picture rail.

Innocent days

Before the food police

Arrested a Bain Marie

For inciting stranger danger

With a fried Mars Bar

The referee was investigated

For interfering with minors

Easily recalled

Along with the noise

Of the five minute warning

Stand in a doorway

Or beneath a table

Wear a scarf in a nuclear winter

It beats rap blaming the victim

When we all cast the same shadow

As we fall

Wave a flag as I pass on by.

It was lonely

Being a shoulder to cry on

When my tears were the last ones shed

You always carried a napkin

In your bag

Often with a sketch of a flower

Or a butterfly

Always a big boy

Look who’s crying now

With the memory

Of a first kiss vying for attention

With the last one

As you lay still before me

No longer there.

Give it back

The sparkle in your eyes can save worlds

It had the power of the sun

I remember the first time it shone for me

It is a fire that warms my heart

In winter

Burning brightly

Among the embers

Deeply warm they lie

Stoking the ashes within which

The hope that is my love still burns

Remember me tomorrow

As I do you.