Poetry

I Lost Count

by Maria Franco
03/15/16
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I lost count
Of the number of meals
My mother prepared for me.
But I always remembered
The savory taste behind it all.

I lost count
Of the number of lessons
My teacher taught me in school.
But I always remembered
The knowledge it transmitted to me.

I lost count
Of the number of sermons
I heard the pastor preach in church.
But I always remembered
The spiritual message it instilled in me.

I lost count
Of the number of times
My loved ones told me they loved me.
But I always remembered
Their genuine love at the forefront of all.

I lost count
Of the number of times
I said I Love You.
But I always remembered
The passion behind these three magical words.

I lost count
Of the number of messages
I received daily on my social media.
But I always remembered
The daily actions of those who thought of me daily.

I lost count
Of the number of songs
I heard through various sources.
But I always remembered
The melody that lifted my spirits.

I lost count
Of the number of dances
I may have danced in my life.
But I always remembered
The sheer pleasure of letting my hair down.

I lost count
Of the number of gifts
I gave and received in life.
But I always remembered
The thrill of wrapping and unwrapping the love behind each gift.

I lost count
Of the number of kisses
I blew to my loved ones.
But I always remembered
The soulful touch that prompted me to do so.

I lost count
Of the innumerable feelings
That spiralled through my being.
But I always remembered
How each time it swept me off my feet.

I lost count
Of the numerous roads
That I traveled in life.
But I always remembered
The pure freedom on each path as I walked ahead.

I lost count
Of the abundant memories
I had stored in my mind.
But I always remembered
The cherished nostalgia of each recall.

I lost count
Of the number of moments
That took place at some point in my life.
But I always remembered
The vital meeting that made my life more meaningful.

I lost count
Of the number of sunrises and sunsets
I had watched in my life.
But I always remembered
The WoW scenery that bowled me over.

I lost count
Of the number of times
I looked into the eyes of my beloved.
But I always remembered
The strong gaze that penetrated to my very core.

I lost count
Of the loads of blessings
I received from God on an ongoing basis.
But I always remembered
The saving power and life giving action behind His love.

I lost count
Of the number of occasions
The Lord forgave me time and yet again.
But I always remembered
The soul refreshing feeling His grace cleansed in me.

I lost count
Of the number of prayers
I had prayed in my life.
But I always remembered
The reviving and restoring peace it brought.

I lost count
Of the number of miracles
I experienced in life.
But I always remembered
The Creator and his special favors to me.

I lost count
Of the number of events
When I invoked the Holy Spirit.
But I always remembered
The might of the spirit in full form working in me.

I lost count
Of the number of times
I meditated on the Word of God.
But I always remembered
The strength it gave me to gain one day eternal life.

Maria Franco