recognition…

unannounced
i stopped by
aunt bea’s
to
complain
about
not being
appreciated
at
work
before
even saying
hello
i began
my
diatribe
but
she stopped me
and
with
a blank look
on
her face
asked
who are you
thinking
she might be having
a memory issue
i said
i’m your nephew
don’t you remember
she said
of course
i
know
who
you are
but
i
wanted you
to feel the emotion
of
being
forgotten
since
at
work
they’ll
barely recall
you
were ever there
once
you leave
but
only family
real family
those defined
by
a loving relationship
not
necessarily by blood
will hold you
in their hearts
until
their hearts
cease to be