When Moment thought he was ephemeral.

Perched by the window, engrossed in a book, I was enjoying rain's euphony, 

A squeaky voice startled me: "Hi, I am Moment; you must be Memory."

Baffled and perplexed, I welcomed the stranger with a smile, 

He was the cutest kid I'd met, with an innocent face and eyes free from guile.

I was out of words but asked him to sit nevertheless, 

Picking up a stuffed animal before sitting - its hair he began to caress.

"You're ephemeral and long gone," to me people always say,

"Oh!" was all I could get out for I knew not whether to yay or to nay.

"You know, I was there when the coffee left a mark on his pants",

"Yes, I do," uttered my voice for I knew I was up for a very long rant.

"They have me to thank for all the crazy drives and heartfelt laughs,"

"But they do," I had to cut in, "they keep talking about it like they can't get enough."

He scoffed and went again, “I introduced them to the songs they enjoy, whether or not they’re feeling blue”

I tried my best to sound conciliatory but words didn’t favor me and I ended up shouting – “I don’t have a clue.”

Alas! He wasn't done; "Do they remember the 20 minutes on the bridge everyone calls broken?"

My good side was clearly exasperated, “The fact that you had to question, leaves me pretty shaken."

His tirade however wasn’t over for he went on – “I’ve seen their excited ‘Hi’ and the sad ‘good bye’,

And all of that does not matter; they will always come to you when they want to laugh or to cry.”

He was impervious to my exasperation and I, on the other hand, was impressed with his volubility,

“It’s just that I don’t want to be buried under the ‘remember whens’ but to be there till eternity.”

“Oh honey but it’s the other way around – they want to talk about you; they come looking for me,

And you have to make your peace with the fact that because you once were, I will always be.”

I guess I managed to placate him for he stood up from the window and took me in an embrace,

However, before I could hug him back, he had vanished into thin air leaving me in a total haze.

My sister knocked on my door and my trance was broken by her voice – “Who were you talking to?”

“Oh just a little kid who thought he was ephemeral,” I smiled, “I told him it was not true.”