Don't forget to remember
the warmth of light through a window
on a day that asked nothing of you.

Remember the way laughter
rose without planning,
how your name sounded
in someone else's joy.

There were moments
so small you stepped over them-
the glance,the pause,
the quiet understanding.

Don't forget the weight
of your own hands,
the strength it took
just to keep moving.

Memory is not just what stays.
It is what you choose
to carry forward,
even when no one is watching.