Total Recall

Sometimes a scene is all that it takes,

Or a scent or a sound, or my soul.

Sometimes the wind whispers, 

softly, so sage- 

singing that song that we know. 

Sometimes a smile on a stranger recalls you,

though never it warms as it should.

Some nights my slumber stays uninterrupted,

(I'd give you those nights if I could).

Sometimes the sun soaks the sadness from marrow, 

sometimes it washes away. 

Some mornings break with the promise of laughter, 

some days come already frayed.