Not To Give You Sleepless Nights
I see the right words right in front of me But unable to grab them with my tongue lately Sign of old age or something more sinister I am clueless, but prefer the former. R earing kids to face the future The prime duty of a parent This does not mean giving you sleepless nights But to prepare you As I had been in the past. M y speech may no longer be coherent This does not mean the thoughts are in the same league I can still run, toggle, fast forward and rewind memories And enjoy every moment of it Despite my apparently impassive looks. I am not a prisoner stuck in an old body I am still a happy bird free to roam the world Taste the food that I once loved Read a book and enjoy watching kids play But these are now done in my mind only.