Remembering The Past (How I Know How)

Everyone knows Carly Curson. If you don't, have you been living under a rock for the past thirty years? With more Grammy awards than thought possible, a loving husband and three kids, her life appears to be a dream! Until a routine health check reveals three lumps. Now she knows she's dying, Carly wants to record all her life stories in an anthology. She always liked poetry, so it was an obvious choice for her...before she goes out with a bang.



Mum always said we were.

I was too young to know what it meant though.

I thought all kids had to fill the bath with water from the kettle,

And all kids lit candles when the sun went down.

It was at school that I learned that's not true.


All these sacrifices were for me though.

Mum wore the same shoes for nineteen years,

And she often didn't eat so I could.

She didn't care though.


I was her little butterfly,

Who was going to spread her wings.

No matter how ridiculous my goal,

Like wanting to walk from Atlanta to LA,

She'd help me reach them.

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