Mike Hauser Poet Rhyme

Fading Finger Memories

I'm starting to get the tan back
Where the ring used to be
Losing the reminder
But not the memory

I'm sure that too will makes it's move
To fall off my minds grid
But we two both know the truth
Who am I trying to kid

I might have forgotten your birthday
Or at times our dinner plans
And our anniversary often escaped me
As I blamed it all on being a man

But I do remember the good times
If I remember anything
Even as the tan line
Fades from my fingers memory

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Cheryl Hoffman May 12, 2018 at 6:27 AM An absolute awesome write Mike; the title to it is appealing too!~Che :)

Daniel Turner May 11, 2018 at 10:38 AM Depending on one's interpretation, this could be sad or sweet. If you had simply lost the ring, it would be sweet, if this was your explanation., Mike. I see it as being sad although most folks continue to wear their rings long after the other has passed. My mother wore her wedding ring til the day she died. My dad has been dead for over 20 years. I really liked this one!

Heidi Sands May 11, 2018 at 8:33 AM Yes, this is powerfully written Mike. Well done :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart May 11, 2018 at 8:31 AM Woah that's a potent penning. Lump in the throat. Beautifully done Mike. Hugs