absent is the mind when needed most

Stop! What am I doing? Walking...
Where am I going? ...
As I stand and wonder
I had to smile, because this... this is the second time
in one day!

C'mon, this is too soon.
Too soon to let me wonder
I have come this far,
Now I ponder!
Why have I come here?
What was my intention?
Maybe if I retrace,
I will remember...

I found it so funny because I often boast of my
good memory... but then age happens and it
slowly slips away... replaced by thoughts of wonder...
Is this part of getting on.. If it is, I embrace it! HA HA HA!
Not too long ago I teased my father about his short memory.

Still can't remember!