The Experience of Forgetfulness

The Experience of Forgetfulness

At night I smile and go happily to bed.

I fall to sleep before the entry of my wife.

My sleep is full of dreams that I forget.

I used to record them in a notebook.

Still laughing with the rise of morning sun.

I take my walk through the neighborhood.

I don’t remember the name of those I meet

But we smile and both of us say Hi!

During the afternoon and early evening,

We watch TV and listen to music.

I often fail to remember the actor’s names

And ask my wife who has better memory.

So far I have been able to avoid stress,

 Which uncontrolled can destroy my brain.

And at night before I go to sleep in bed

I meditate and that’s beautiful thing.