The Memory Song

Got up... made me some breakfast,
Had errands in the wings,
Going here, and doing this and that,
I had to do a lot of things.
Grabbed my coat, put my hands in my pockets,
When I had to freeze,
I Started thinking, I really concentrated,
Where had I put my keys?

...and each second, of every minute, of every hour,
my memory recedes.
like my hairline, but not my waistline, my memory's fading,
and everybody agrees.

Began searching, I checked in every room,
Looking under everything,
I couldn't find them... those keys, gone forever...,
I did find me a ring.
Gave up, went back to the kitchen,
Sat down by the kitchen door,
And there they were, those keys were in the doorlock,
I think I've done this once before...

...Grocery shopping, is one thing... I had to do,
forgot my wallet, back in my room.
Went to get it, arrived there so confused,
for when I walked past the door, forgot what I'd gone in there for...

Walked in, to the local supermarket,
Where was my grocery list?,
It was home, sitting on the kitchen table,
I had to make a fist.
So nowadays, I write myself reminders,
My house is filled with notes,
Like pairs of glasses, they're everywhere,
This happens to most older folks.