I Can't Remember

Just a line to say that I'm living That I'm not among the dead Though I'm getting more forgetful And all mixed up in my head.

I got used to my arthritis To my dentures, I'm resigned I can manage my bifocals But dear God, I miss my mind.

For sometimes I can't remember When I stand at the foot of the stairs If I must go up for something, Or have I just come down from there?

And before the fridge so often, My poor mind is filled with doubt, Have I just put some food away, or Have I come to take some out?

And there's a time, when it is dark I stop and hold my head I don't know if I'm retiring, Or am I getting out of bed?

So, if it is my turn to write you, There's no need to getting sore, I may think that I have written And don't want to be a bore.

So remember that I love you, And wish that you were near. But now it's nearly mail time, So must say "Goodbye my dear."

Here I stand besides the mailbox, With a face so very red. Instead of mailing you my letter, I went and opened it instead.

Author Unknown