I forgot to say, I Love You,
ten thousand times or more.
I forgot your birthday,
forgot it by the score.
I forgot the day we met.
Was it a restaurant or seashore?
I forgot the times we spent,
just watching the rain pour.
I forgot what day it was,
yesterday, I think?
When I first discovered,
there was a missing link.
Between what I thought,
and what I think.
I contacted a psychiatrist,
and then I forgot to go.
I rev up for each day to begin,
only to watch it go by slow.
You may think I am crazy,
to forget where I must go.
You may think I am lazy,
and just think I don't know.
But I vetoed the stem cell bill,
many years ago.
And now I wander my muddled mind,
and forget what I don't know.
Muhammad Ali haunts me.
From his punch I am too slow.
My brain cells turn to mush.
With every smashing blow.
Christopher Reeve's smile,
is etched across my mind.
I try to forget him daily,
but he is always right behind.
And my old friend Ronald Reagan,
waits around the bend.
When I forget I'm living,
then my mind will mend.
Brain on Alzheimers
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