Tuesday, July 21, 2009

My forgetter's getting better

My forgetter's getting better
But my rememberer is broke
To you that may seem funny
But, to me, that is no joke

For when I'm here I'm wondering
If I really should be "there"
And, when I try to think it through,
I haven't got a prayer!

Oft times I walk into a room,
Say, "What am I here for?"
I wrack my brain, but all in vain
A zero is my score.

At times I put something away
Where it is safe, but, Gee!
The person it is safest from
Is, generally, me!

When shopping I may see someone,
Say "Hi" and have a chat,
Then, when the person walks away
I ask myself "who was that?"

Yes, my forgetter's getting better.
While my rememberer is broke,
And it's driving me plumb crazy
And tha tisn't any joke.

Can you relate?

After Shirley shared this with us; the laughter went out through the conference room as though there were no doors or walls. Thanks Shirley for reading to us.