Roundabout
When we were younger, we all were amused
as my mom steadily grew more confused––
losing her keys and her glasses and purse.
Each year of her life, it seemed to get worse.
At tax time she snorted, she fussed and she stewed
as her simple receipts she sorted and viewed.
One thing at a time was all she could do.
She grew somewhat flustered when confronted with two.
It was a puzzle for those forced to view it.
With much less to do, she took longer to do it.
But now as my seventies get so much nearer,
what my mother faced is getting much clearer.
Once a multi-task wizard, I find even two
tasks at one time are too much to do.
When on the computer I now have to think
to accomplish functions once done in a blink.
The names of close friends I now search my brain for.
What once came so easily, I must now strain for.
I still have my memory—try to believe it.
It just takes me longer to sort and retrieve it.
When it comes to time limits, I just confuse myself.
In games like Trivia, I must recuse myself.
The end of my stories I’m often delaying,
for I can’t recall what I started out saying.
When I finally remember why I came to town,
I’ve forgotten the list where I carefully wrote down
all of my errands and then what is worse,
when I get back home, they are there in my purse!
I’m glad I’ve no kids with whom I can share
or they’d already have me in memory care.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
This poem says it all about getting older and what my oldest son
,when little, once said,”I have good rememberies about that.”
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Uh. Did you remember you just said that???? ;o)
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Good one for we aging babies. My oldest son said once as a little boy, “I have good rememberies about that.”
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Ah.. I love those little baby coinings of words. Ours was “bemember!”
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The memory thing is a bit of a problem, John. Whoops, I mean Judy.😄
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I have on occasion written a comment to the wrong person on a blog. Embarrassing. (I know you were kidding, by the way.)
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So true!
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I remember a lot of trivia. What I can’t remember is what I was trying to do five minutes ago, yet I remember what I was doing on summer afternoons 60 years ago.
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You must have been sitting on my shoulder today. Only you made it sound fun
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