What Will I Take?

I have to remember the people

who changed me,

who met me and listened.

There were some who insisted.

Changing. Never completely easy.

Sometimes I am dragged to the new place,

like a toddler screaming in frustration

and fear of losses.

Other times, a companion in exploration

emerges adventurous, opens curiosity.

I find a flower, open to springtime sun

smells unforgettable, always forgotten.

One day the scent wafts by on the breeze.

Those long gone souls are here again.

I bring them.

Now.