My Senior Moments

May I help you sir, she said to me, as I walked in the door.
                   I hung my head, embarrass red, What was I in here for? 
                   Did You remember paper towels?  NO, as I head off to the store.

                   The Red Sox Won, the Red Sox  Won, Curt Shilling was the star.
                   My radio is calling me to the Post-Game Show: If I Could Find My Car.
                   I can’t remember: Did I park in LOT Yellow ABC, or was it Purple PQR.

                   Soft Sweet Voice, made my Heart Rejoice; I can’t think of Her name.
                  My memory :  waning years:  reflections, recollections of YOUR Fame.
                  An earned Laurel Wreath  is given YOU in the POETRY Olympic Game.


                           Inspired  and  Dedicated  to  "Sue Mason".. By whathisname
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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Horsman Avatar
February 12, 2013 at 4:33 PM
just love your sense of humour Harry,, a real joy to read,, and in this you do not lose the sadness of the theme of the poem either...
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December 26, 2011 at 9:48 PM
Hahaha :D Awesome one! Always, Laura
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