Middle-age memory is quite uncanny, oh,
It thinks it remembers, then, poof, it lets go
Lost half-words left dangling on the tip of the tongue
And stirring up envy for minds keen and young
Middle-age memory makes us recognize
Things we once took much too for granted to prize
Now names forsake faces, a game of who’s who
While we grasp at traces of what once we knew
Middle-age memory startles our speech
We launch into detail that fizzles mid-reach
And startled we fumble with ‘I know I know this,
But right now I can’t quite recall what/who it is’
Tomorrow when the fact is quite past useful clout
Suddenly, into the clear blue sky I will shout
‘By George, I remember, her name is Georgette
Thank God, I have not lost my memory yet'
© Janet Martin
a few humor-images from google...I can't remember where/how I found them!
kidding😏
a few humor-images from google...I can't remember where/how I found them!
kidding😏
I googled 'cartoons about middle-age memory:)'