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Memories of you play over and over in my head.

On those days that were momentous

I’m giggling and spinning, you’re smiling

Whenever I bicycle, I remember the day I learned how to ride:

I was nervous, I wobbled,  but you were confident and let go, and I soared and then fell.

When I hear that song

I remember you, dancing and singing along.

And as your memories of me fade,

I hold my memories of you, like a child holds their favorite toy.

I will remember you wherever I go

And I carry you in my heart.