I Can't Remember!
Just a line to say I'm living,
that I'm not among the dead,
though I'm getting more forgetful
and mixed up in the head.
I got used to my arthritis,
to my dentures I'm resigned,
I can manage my bifocals
but man 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 just come down from there.
And before the fridge so often,
my poor mind is filled with doubt,
have I just put food away,
or have I come to take some out?
And there's the time when it is dark
with my nightcap on my head,
I don't know if I'm retiring,
or just getting out of bed.
So if it's my turn to write to you,
there's no need for 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 I must say good-bye dear,
There I stand beside the mailbox
with a face so very red,
instead of mailing you my letter,
I opened it instead!
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How Am I You Ask?
How am I you ask? Well I must say
I'll be fine as soon as this pain goes away
I'll be fine when I lose a few dozen pounds
and my cough isn't really as bad as it sounds
The sight in my eye will return they say
as soon as this pain in my head goes away
I guess I'll be able to hear again
but the doctor can't really tell me when
My teeth are ok all the bad ones fell out
And I could be walking if it weren't for the gout
but other than that I really feel fine
if only they'd fix this curve in my spine
How am I you ask well I'll tell you real quick
I was fine till you asked me but now I feel sick
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