One look at me and it’s obvious that I’m not lying when I smile and say, “I’m having a senior moment.” Sometimes a name evades me, or the perfect word is gone before I can nail it down in a sentence. I also safely store things and some of them are never to be seen again. They say this is to be expected at my age so here are some thoughts on the subject before I forget them:

UPS AND DOWNSHere I am – temporarily – pausing on the stair.

I was going – momentarily – to do an errand somewhere.

The problem that’s perplexing me and causing me to frown

Is I can’t remember – definitely – if I was going up or down.SENIOR MOMENTS

I’ll never forget old “what’s his name”

And I’ll always remember his wife.

He played a cutthroat pinochle game—

Couldn’t beat him to save my life.

He won with such jubilant, unbridled glee

That everyone said he was shameless.

He’s clear as a bell in my memory,

But temporarily nameless.

ON TRACK

My system of keeping track of things

Can cause dispositions to sour

But I can come up with just what I need

If you’ll give me a half an hour.

Most of the things I put away,

From the jokers to the aces,

Can be found in the allotted time

In one of three or four places.

BRAIN SPRAIN

I can’t say I’m sharp as a tack

But I have a pretty good brain.

I’ll admit that I’m taken aback

When a few senior moments reign.

So, if in our conversation,

You notice I’m looking askance,

While seeking a word revelation,

I apologize in advance.