Do I Remember
I write it, but remember not.
I say it, but forget me not.
I feel it how it has to come,
did I not feel like a perfect bum.
So what it is I am trying to remember,
my place and where I was December.
Copyright © Marilyn Williams | Year Posted 2015
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