Forgotten

Young full.of life stars above, fireworks
Until the night forgotten
Old, TV my old lady, time
Forgetting what's forgotten.
Right or wrong, our pride
Forgotten, if only we could see.
For many names you give God
Forgotten, now only by faith
If only inside but you can't remember
Shame on you what's forgotten.
Yet I'm old can't remember,
But don't let me be forgotten
Because one day
As I get old, I forget
But you will think
Never forgetting
What you will remember
What was forgotten.
In you just a memory.

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

Getting old is a mixed bag....lots of memories happy and not so happy...and getting more fragile, both physically and mentally.... but we can still have some joy in life...even though we tend to repeat ourselves...aging ain't for sissies!!!
Warmly, B

[Mauricio Montoya]

lol Betty, aging ain't for sissies, this write wasn't supposed to in that direction but I do see family treating one differently as we get old, lol the only things i repeat are those I can't remember because I'm forgetful. Thanks for dropping by it always a joy to share your thoughts you're right its a mix bag.

[Betty Hermelee]

You are very welcome Mauricio!
Warmly
B🌷

[Lisasview]

I seem to write a lot about being older and memories.. I even wrote one about my own death so I do relate to your words..and I will remember this read!!!
Lisasview,still in Spain

[Mauricio Montoya]

Gracias, there's always hope thank you for sharing your thoughts.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Even in old age, when we have forgotten all that we knew. There will be those who knew us who will not have forgotten what we gave to them in friendship and love.
The two most important things in life.
Nicely expressed here, Mauricio.
j.

[Mauricio Montoya]

Wow Brother coming from you let me hear your words, I write what comes to heart no matter what we believe. Thank for sharing your thoughts and input it makes me a better writer, Again Thank you.