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A Little Mixed Up

A Little Mixed Up

Dear Friend,

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 Lord, how I miss my mind!!!

Sometimes I can't remember
when I stand at the foot of the stairs,

If I must go up for something
or if I've just come down from there.

I stand before the fridge at times,
my poor mind filled with doubt,

Have I come to put food away,
or come to take some out?

There are times when it is dark out
and 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 you,
there's no need for getting sore,

I may think that I have written
and don't want to be a bore.

I do know that I miss you
and wish that you were near,

And now it's nearly mail time
so I must say goodbye, my dear.

Now I'm standing beside the mail box
with a face so very red,

Instead of mailing you my letter,
I have opened it instead!!!



Courtesy of http://www.homeholidaysfamilyandfun.com


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