My memory’s Like a Huge Junk Drawer,
things Tossed in and then Ignore,
until Dumped out Onto the Floor,
to Rummage through For an Encore.
People, Places, and Some Things,
Elvis, Dances, Wedding Rings.
Friends, Army, Protesters,
Colleagues, Banks, Investors.
Teachers, School, Football Games,
Daughter, Malls, Picture Frames.
Wife, College, Ice Cold Beers,
God, Heaven, Passing Years.
Pick them Up and Put the Back,
Another Day – Another Whack.