Into my mind a new fact is born,
More knowledge comes to me,
So intriguing and so wonderful.
These new things are so important,
So important for me to remember.
The problem is though
That at my age every new fact
Means that an old one falls,
Falls out of my memory.
“Now what is your name?”
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Two thoughts on memory, the humour in the words and the emotion in the video.
- Category: Humor
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A very sweet poem even it involves sadness .
Thank you pearlsof dew, much appreciated.
Andy
Good write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
Well, I'm not recommending it but, for memory altering/loss try a few cycles of chemotherapy and see what happens to it. It certainly robbed me of a lot of stuff. People recount me doing things of which I have absolutely no memory at all.
I think and hope to give that a miss d a.
Andy
It is terrifying sometimes to not remember what we were going to do or going to say; the person is so recognisable but the name is on the tip of the tongue but just won't come out. Very relatable poem. I've been reading about techniques to try and improve memory. Now what was the 1st step again?! Thank you.
Yes Rozina it is very frightening sometimes. I think the worst time is when you see somebody out of context, you know them well in a particular environment but if you see them in a different place the name does not always come to you.
Andy
the truth is .. you made me both smile and wince simultaneously Andy .. knowing that you ultimately speak for the majority of us human thingymabobs .......................... N
I can believe that Fred it can be both funny and sad.
Andy
Who's Fred? Oh,I get it lol 😀 I remember in my grief for the loss of my mom,thinking how great it would be to loose my memory,..no memory,no pain. What a foolish thought,so foolish in fact I feel a little ashamed for having it,..and just plain stupid. My name? You can call me anything you want,just don't call me late for dinner 😊✌🕊
Thank you WJG, so true some memories are so sad in our lives that they are always with us, equally the best moment in our lives are with us as well.
Andy
A brilliantly written, but very poignant stanza here Andy.
I suppose that there is a quality over quantity of retaining data at work here, as with all age groups, it can be quite hard to manage such an onslaught of information.
Bravo, and I hope all is well!
Thank you Ben, we do seem to have too much information coming to us these days.
Andy
It seems to be true. As I grow older my memory does falter at times. But that's life too. Well written
Thank you soren, yes it is true but we are still here.
Andy
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