with the nightfall I drift down into the valley of human memories

with little signs I try to make people to remember

the child inside, a beautiful event or a smile

a loving mother or a piece of art

people tend to forget the beauty of their lives

and when they dream I put a little reminder here and there

an image to trigger the old love

my work is unseen

but in the morning some get up like they are born anew

and I feel my own face -