As you see our daughter
Carry my shoulder bag
You do remember
My first look at you
Fresh out of medical school
With a pen clipped
To the collar
Of your T shirt
That August afternoon
The evening we walked
In circle
In the suburb
Of Taipei
Trying to decide
When to say good night
The photo shot
We had that rainy day
At the university you love
Maybe more than your love
For me
How can I compress
Twenty-four years
In a few lines
Just because
You decided
To write a poem
Just like the day
You left without a word
Leaving the house
As empty as can be
Just like the day
I signed the papers
After nights
Of lines of tears
Just like the last day
Of my life
When suddenly
It got cold
You came to pronounce
I was gone
As you see our daughter
Carrying my shoulder bag
You do remember
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