You knew me mostly as the quiet girl,
Frowning and unsure,
Far away and a little too detached at times,
Often slightly sad.
Mildly depressed, you thought,
And I won't say you were wrong.
Remember me in sadness,
For you saw me thus so much,
But please don't stop your memory there.

Sometimes I showed you glimpses of another girl,
Hidden deep inside,
She smiled a lot and laughed sometimes
At your silly jokes.
A pretty smile, you said,
And it wasn't just the coffee.
Remember me in joy, too,
For it's sweeter and as true,
And I'll remember you as well,

Who saw beyond the quiet girl.
Friendly and for real,
You reached out with thoughts and questions
Always with a smile.
A good person, I thought,
Who was (and is) insane and wise and kind.
I'll remember you, and gladly,
For you brightened up my world.
I can't say much more, so thank you.

June '01

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