Age comes to us all,
It cannot be prevented.
There comes a time,
A time when you forget,
Forget what you are doing.
But I do not wish to brag
But I just went into another room,
And I remembered,
Remembered why,
Why I went in there.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 9th, 2026 02:00
- Category: Humor
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I most often remember what I'm doing but there are times I forget Andy I think it is the frequency that this occurs that is the problem. Nicely said my friend
Very true soren, thank you.
Andy
Most welcome Andy
Ahh, you remembered over all those millions of years we've been living? lol.
Of course Orchi. LOL
Age comes to all those lucky enough. 🌹 Lovely dear Andy. 🌹
I feel that I am very lucky Teddy, thank you.
Andy
I do understand, Andy...................................................
Thank you Dave.
Andy
Ah those moments when you remember are so precious - thankfully for my part they still predominate.
Yes they are precious Michael and I remember most of the time.
Andy
Forgetfulness forgets what to recall. Remembering may be time constrained. But aging doesn’t remember that page. 🙏🏻🕊️
But that page will always be there Rik.
Andy
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