As I walked around the memory
fountains As I walked around
the south fountain
first the tears that were welling
up in my eyes started flowing
from their concealed place
behind my sunglasses.

As my tears began to flow,
through blinking eyes
I started to read
as I walked. I stopped
I knew a story, I knew a name,
and I remembered, and I prayed,
and I cried.

I walked around both of the fountains
surrounded in bronze with the
immortal inscription
lost but not forgotten.