FORGETTING THAT I'M ME

we went to see a movie

and the film that we had viewed

concerned a poor amnesiac

and sadness had ensued
.

his empty mind so blank

he didn't recognize his mate

and this was not a tale

where i could easily relate
.

i looked my loved one in the eye

and said, "what would i do...

if looking at your lovely face

i had no sense of you ?"
.

she said, "you've written poetry

and through that, we'd survive

i'd show you what you wrote to me

to keep our love alive"
.

"for you have penned a chronicle

a testament of sorts

containing all the pinnacles

ignoring, not, the warts"
.

"for sometimes love will not be smooth

though some believe it should

you have to know when things get rough

to tell when it is good"
.

"so when you're gray and elderly

though memory may fail

when you were young and vibrant

thank the lord, you told the tale"