I remember less than I did before
What’s up with that, what is the score
As I age I learn so much more
Gain more wisdom than I had before
Yet my memory starts to elude me
Is it aging that adds to confuse things
I don’t know but I feel it’s trying to delude me
But my thoughts and what i recall are mine solely see
And so will never desert or leave me
Only the things taught and which I struggle to believe
Will be the thing I’ll end up struggling to remembering
And that’s just fine by me
As long as I always remember the things most important to me.
fauxcroft 
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