A Senior's Sorrow
I didn't know
When
My name was changed
into 'Looking For'.
It was because I was always
looking for the glasses
while I wore it;
Looking for the keys
which I just took out from the purse.
Looking for my cell phone
I had to use home phone;
I just stepped to the kitchen
From my bedroom,
I had to ask myself:
'I came here what for? '
Dear friend.
Believe or not,
I really, really
couldn't remember
what did I say,
even it happened yesterday.
And more, and more...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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