memory lapse...

Woe is me, the older I get

I must try to remember not to forget

I believe my mind is still in fair shape

Yet, so many things just seem to escape

 

My memory lapse is hard to ignore

I have need to remember those things from before

Without recollection, I’ll forever be seeking

Things from the past, historically speaking

 

If I could remember past trips to far places

My travel companions, and all of their faces

I’d gratefully stay in thought so reflective

Past, present and future would have more perspective

 

I sometimes wonder about things I recall

Is my vision of them not true at all

Likely they’re pictured in great extreme

Or perhaps fictioned from one of my dreams

 

I hope I’ll eventually see through this curtain

This curtain that’s keeps me so very uncertain

The one sure way to escape this dilemna

Is to never forget to always remember

 

Stanley Cooper

 

Done