Do You Remember?

Do you remember

when you remembered

all the things

and knew better

and told your

mother how jealous

she must be of you,

because look at you—

How amazing

and stunning

you are like

a star that burns

and never

burns out,

but don't

travel

too close,

you fools,

for don't

you already

hear

your skin

sizzling?

Do you remember

when your sins

were your sins

but maybe

something better?

Like a banner

You wore,

scarlet

and red,

the letter

“S”–

pridefully

adorned

and thankful

to be “wise”

and “adult”

like the rest

of the world?

Do you remember

giving birth

freed from God’s

hand because

you left your hand

opened,

and now enter

stage left:

the carbon

copy of you—

like watching

hope

unfulfilled,

a funhouse image

of all you were

And sometimes,

have a hard time letting

go?

Do you remember

that He died

for this too?

This moment

in time that you

cannot control

nor ever will

but that His blood

covers–all your

indiscretions,

hers, too,

and you will

live again

to see another

day?