Black and white
photograph in a frame.
Mind works hard
to remember your name.
Years have flown
since you’ve seen her last,
now she is
just a memory from your past.
Recollections
in a box under the bed,
you open it up
wondering how many are dead.
Life’s journey
has not been kind to you
with all the trouble
it has put you through.
Now you have
arrived at your destination
armed with
the knowledge of your limitations.
