I don't want to forget

Because it's so easy to forget.
When I've got a great love, career, life friends home.

It will look like I never struggled.

This morning will fade from my memory.

That the tears are running down my face, that I feel lonely even though I just prayed for a list of friends.

That my body wasnt always trim and strong, but flabby and tired.

That I did not want to be on this train to Brooklyn.

When I'm smiling most of the time and planning for the next glass ceiling.

Thanking God that the rain is so friggin wet.