Safekeeping

If something’s stored to keep it safe And then you must retrieve it, You’d better hope that you remember Where you chose to leave it. For oftentimes, the hiding place You took so long to find May somehow, ‘cause of age and time, Have vanished from your mind. And then you tear your house apart Or really rack your brain, But there’s a chance that all that work Might sadly be in vain. So think before you stash an item Saved for future use, For years from now, that knowledge From your mind may be vamoose.