My memory is going
It is not what it was
I too am going
I too am not what I was.
Before I go
I wish to know
Where am I going?
What will I be doing?
Before I go
I also wish to know
What have I being doing
to help me where I am going?
I have indeed done many a thing
but with the mindset of a ding-a-ling
Would such a light record
get me on the heavy-hitters board?
Yet, I do not really care
in the manner of a broody mare
for, with deep meditation and concentration
I shall arrive at my desired station.
(My next effort to create poetry – RAR)