Now that my cognitive memory
Is slipping away
So is my ability
To write poetry
It is a challenge
I so desire it to permantely stay

I trust The Holy Spirit
As my route to go
This morning I have read
Poems I have composed
In the past
I have come to a realization
Even though I do not remember
Them, the ones with great meaning
Have embedded in my heart
They will forever last

Poetry
A gift
Our Father
Has given me
A tool
To remember my past
To carry on
His legacy
To show others
No matter what troubles
Approach in life
His peace will
Always be the strength
That last