There must be something here that I’m forgetting to do.
I know I am forgetting something, what can it be?
Why is my brain doing this to me?
I know there is a reason I knocked on your door.
But now I stand here, and I don’t know what for.
It was there, on the tip of my tongue.
There one second, but then it was gone.
I have to run a few errands, so I jotted them down.
It would be helpful if I had brought the list to town.
I am not sure where I placed that stuff.
I guess my memory is getting rough.
Where was I going with this poem?
I just don’t remember…