Dementia

My memory is not what is was please forgive me if I lapse
I get confused and sometimes lost, I’m prone to some mishaps
I hurt the people that I love, Who I know in turn love me
It's just hard for me to remember, how things are meant to be
So, remember me for how I was, not who I've now become
Was I a husband or a father? Or just a mother's son
I'm tired now I need to sleep, It's time I’m on my way
I really did enjoy our chat, who are you anyway?
                    Trevor Reynolds 2020