Memento (from the spring flower that left) by Hamizah Adzmi

By the time you read this

I would already be gone.

Tell the cats peeking out of the bushes

That I’m done with their mood swings

Tell the girl who likes to sing while she reads

That I swayed to the sound of her voice

Tell the boy who thought his mother didn’t like his joke

That I saw her smile behind his back

Tell the cherry blossoms not to be scared

That they’re the prettiest when they fall

Tell everyone who took a second look at me

That I’d be their friend if I could

I would’ve chased the sun rays if I could

And stay a little longer.


Hamizah was Poet in Residence at Ashworth Mansion during Open Gardens this year.


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