Ah, Those Memories... Poem by Marilyn Lott

I dance beneath the rooftop
Chuckle at my lost thoughts
Remembering years gone by
The lessons life has taught

The music takes me back
Fifty years or more
Without my past memories
There’d be nothing to live for

A thought comes to my mind
That I can’t imagine now
Oh lord but it was fun
I wipe my furrowed brow

Must not be so noisy because
They’ll come up to see what’s wrong
They think I’m weak and frail
That I probably won’t last long

But I got news for these people
You see, my mind is very sound
Wait’ll they find out my millions
Will go directly to the pound!