And Well... That Just Isn't So

To have suddenly remembered-
That would mean I would have
forgotten-
And well... That just isn't so

There wasn't a special song, on the
radio that played-
No old photo on the wall, that
caught my eye today-
It wasn't the closet, where
your clothes once hung-
or the smell of your favorite
cologne

To have suddenly remembered-
That would mean I would have
forgotten-
And well... That just isn't so

It wasn't that torn, stained shirt,
that I hid years ago-
or the reading glasses, you lost;
or a morning tv show-
There wasn't a stranger, that
smiled at me, the same
way you once did-
I didn't look around for you,
when I couldn't open
the lid

To have suddenly remembered-
That would mean I would have
forgotten-
And well... That just isn't so

It wasn't the stillness of  the
morning-
as I waited for dawn to
arrive-
Nor was it the fading of a season-
or the dreams gone from
our lives

To have suddenly remembered-
That would mean I would have
forgotten-
And well... That just isn't so

For you are there, in every dawn-
In every drop of rain-
Each waking moment; Every breath;
You numb my aches and pains-
You are there in all I do-
Pick me up when I am low-
So to say I suddenly remembered-
Would mean that I had forgotten-
And well... That just isn't so

© Lisa Hilbers
10/27/05