Posted by Phyllis It's not that I went looking for him, One morning I was in the tub I looked at the watch upon my writst, So I ran to look for the calendar When I peered into my closet, To my children I have often said, Forgetfulness can be quite nice, Names have always been for me And if I forget my name, Lord,
on 8/31/2001, 7:50 pm
I talked to God again today,
(My prayers aren't on a timer),
I think I met a guy he knows,
They call him Al Zheimer!
I think that he found me,
It didn't happen overnight,
Which my family will agree.
Staring at the water spout,
A prayer formed upon my lips,
Was I getting in or coming out?
My desire to leave was growing,
But I soon began to realize,
I forgot where I was going.
On which I write data and more,
But when I got to where it's kept,
I forgot what I was looking for.
My thoughts seemed such a mess,
For I couldn't remember what day it was
To choose just how to dress.
"Tell me your problem, don't look so blue,"
But they would look askance and say,
"Mom, I just told it to you!"
Truly profitable too,
There may be reruns I have seen
But I enjoy them like they're new.
Hard to remember at best,
But lately even their faces seem
A tough mentality test.
Would you nudge me while I ponder,
For I don't want to be left behind
When the roll is called up yonder.
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