Trouble comes with trying to remember.
In the broken bottles, thumping dust,
You will stumble over something tender.

"Moving on" requires no defender.
Blocked up doors and locks you have to bust -
Trouble comes with trying to remember.

In creation's groanings, still a member,
Searching soggy boxes, mildew, rust,
You will stumble over something tender.

Undone stuff, the dues you didn't render,
the forgotten fringe of your slipped trust:
Trouble comes with trying to remember.

Your past - a streak of some uncertain ember.
Though you're fallen and the Lord is just - 
You will stumble over something tender. 

Strongly sensed through darkness of December:
Promised baby smell of God with us.
Trouble comes with trying to remember,
Also something cheerful, something tender.