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I went back inside
For what, I can’t remember
And this happens daily
From January to December.
It has to be important
Though what, I cannot say
And believe me when I tell you
It happens every day.
Those two appliances
I mix up all the time:
The microwave and refrigerator
Always come to mind.
One is near the other
And that could be why
But I check myself at the very last
And I’m still getting by.
If you lose something
First check your hand,
Friend, it’s not a laughing matter,
Not even nearly, fam.
If you miss your phone
Why not check your ear?
That’s where it could well be;
I just hope you hear.
What is your name?
I can’t recall it now,
I know we’ve been friends a while
But I’ve forgotten somehow.
It happened recently
But I can’t remember who,
You can laugh at me all you want
But it happens to you too.
I am still driving
And I still do so at nights
And I do not have any problem
With oncoming lights.
I fight fire with fire
And I have bright lights too,
Keep your bright lights in my eyes
And mine will affect your view.
The lights are no bother
But often I don’t recall
And the land marks I see in the day
At night aren’t there at all.
They simply disappear
Or go into hiding
And don’t come out to direct me
At night when I’m driving.
And those roundabouts!
At night they confuse me
Especially those far-out ones
Not negotiated recently.
Even the Internet
Where I spend much time,
Sometimes I just can’t remember
Something I want to find.
But I remember my name
And my address too
And if I forget either of these,
I can ask you.
And I remember family
At least for the most part,
And I still remember the one
That’s closest to my heart.
I can still write a poem
With relative ease
Whether it is an important topic
Or just to tease.
And most of all,
I still trust in God
And I do remember and declare,
He is my all in all.
Stewart Russell © November 30, 2024
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