Every action of mine,
every word I utter,
every emotion I display,
every song I sing,
every oath that escapes my lips,
is getting recorded
In real time-
In my son’s mind.

A few years down the line
Some of them,
stronger than the others,
sharper than the rest,
intense, powerful moments,
of fun and laughter
or pain and cries
would be what he remembers of me.