Chiseled memories
Once new and unforgettable
Now pounded away
By the rapid waters of life.
They float through my mind
Like a misty fog.
Sometimes I feel like I could reach out
And grab hold,
But the clarity slips through my fingers
Like vapor.
How could I have forgotten,
Things I never wanted to forget?
Is senility creeping in,
Or have I forgotten that too?
Age,
It just has a way of undermining
Your grasp with reality.