Day By Day Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

I think it is impossible
To recall ev’ryone you met
and also highly probable.
That some you’re happy to forget.

The first lover who broke your heart,
Imprinted deep in memory.
Though you suspected from the start,
this was a dream which could not be.

The petty boss that bullied you.
When you were young and powerless.
It’s odd but you recall him too.
Though not with any kindliness.

Yet good friends fade from memory
erased by quickly passing years
almost you’d think impossible,
You wonder if you’ve slipped from theirs.

Although you meant to keep in touch.
You never did too much to do.
I wonder does it matter
because they have forgotten too.

Par for the course I understand.
Although sometimes spontaneously
they come to mind; you can’t command
the actions of your memory.

The present matters not the past.
It is consigned to history,
the pace of life is far too fast.
To take time out for reverie.

We touch on others and affect
each other in some subtle way
That is the truth we must accept.
We really live from day to day.

1-Dec-08http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers