Pat Adams Poet Quatrain

An Aging Poet

For poetry, I'll need to see
Let the battle of switches begin
From the wall switch to the light
"Which one is it?" never ends!

An aging poet, past my prime
My memory now is not acute
In truth it has been in decline
Ever since I popped the chute!

What's next, will I forget my pants?
So many lapses, cause me to fret
A date, a word,a meal, a hat
Who knows what next, I might..........?

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Lindsay Laurie December 11, 2019 at 6:37 PM G'day PAT … just don't start watching serials on TV PAT - Lindsay Pat Adams December 12, 2019 at 4:53 PM There would have to be something definitely wrong with me if that ever happened. Brain damage or something!...........80)

Michelle Faulkner December 9, 2019 at 3:27 PM I now often go into a room and then forget why! (At least I don't leave my car keys in my refrigerator - yet!) Pat Adams December 10, 2019 at 3:37 PM Ha! Yes, I learned long ago not to discount anything! (That's like asking for it!!)....80)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart December 8, 2019 at 10:09 AM Tee hee! Enjoyed! Smiles Pat! xomo Pat Adams December 8, 2019 at 4:55 PM Thanks Maureen, you're really sweet. (In a wild sort of way!)..........80)

Na Na December 8, 2019 at 8:42 AM I enjoyed this Pat thanks for sharing Pat Adams December 8, 2019 at 4:54 PM Thanks Gregory! I almost forgot to post it!....80)