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Lost moments in my mind

by Dave Fitzgerald

Where’d I put my keys?
What’ve I done with my phone?
Why am I stood here in the kitchen,
in the dark, alone?
Why am I surprised?
It happens all the time.
These are just a couple of
lost moments in my mind.

Am I getting old?
Is it ‘cos I’m getting on?
Are these the mem’ries that my dotage
will be based upon?
Where’d I put the scissors?
They were here… Sometime.
Maybe they are hiding with
lost moments in my mind.

Where’s the TV remote?
I had it here just now.
This constant try’n to remember gives
me wrinkles on my brow.
I’m proud of my wrinkles though
They tell stories of my time.
So many fantastic mem’ries in those
lost moments in my mind.

I used to get frustrated
when I wasted time
but all the people close to me
are also in my mind.
So does it really matter?
My life has been just fine.
Dim mem’ries are in good company with
lost moments in my mind.

01/10/2013

Posted on 01/10/2013
Copyright © 2019 Dave Fitzgerald

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 01/10/13 at 08:21 PM

Really nice write Dave. I fear I've far more lost memories at this point than found one's. I do though love the one's I have found.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/10/13 at 10:29 PM

Nicely done. I can relate to so much of this and love this line especially - "Why am I stood here in the kitchen, in the dark, alone?"

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 03/04/13 at 11:52 AM

this is a beautiful poem about a beautiful time in one's life, no matter that at such a time, we don't always know where we put things which would have made themselves more readily available to us when we were younger, still it is a glorious time in our life, given that if we always knew where things were or were we were, poems like this would not get written.

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