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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=521457" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>How Shall I Remember You?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=521457" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">How shall I remember you<br>searching memory’s dark, dry rooms? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=521457" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Under high ceilings and dim attic lamps<br>I hear only echoes of my childhood’s lost past.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=521457" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">You’re calling me outside, past the dark screen door<br>onto the back porch, to watch the gathering evening storm, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=521457" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">and there I see the willow tree, dancing in the wind<br>its long green leaves thrashing the sky, its supple branches bend</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=521457" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">when following its sure, straight path, the lightning struck it down<br>and, like all things ultimately, smashed it dying into the ground.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=521457" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Although I’ve searched these dry, long years after both of you had died, <br>my tears are done, I see the sun, and my flashing anger is now satisfied.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Steven+Federle">Steven Federle</a></strong></div>