If only I could remember
Even half the things I've read,
The poring o'er of countless books
To fill my empty head
With half a chance of knowledge,
My life with which to live,
But no such luck, for I am cursed
With a memory like a sieve.
I was about to comment but I forgot what I wanted to say....... ah, good poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love your poems and this one is no exception, brought a smile to my face.