By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris
I can’t say exactly when it happened.
I think it was either so slow that I didn’t notice or,
so fast, well; either way it doesn’t matter.
I can’t remember anyway.
I do remember,
I think I remember but no,
more like a vague memory,
a gray shadow passing through.
That quadrant of my brain
already darkened.
Aware it’s there but in truth,
barely noticing it any longer.
I can’t say exactly when it happened,
that which I’m trying to remember.
Peering through the deep fog of time,
I remove my glasses, clean them.
But no, the memory remains vague.
It’s there and then it’s gone.
Dark shadows and the foggy mist
swallowing it.
Stealing it from me just as I reached for it.
What was I looking for?
No matter, I can’t remember anyway.
Gypsie’s Wonderful World of Words 
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