I look around the room

with question marks over my head

what was it I forgot

why did I come in here in the first place?

now that I'm here

my mind's a blank

what was it I wanted?

what was I going to get?

it had to be something important

or I would not have rushed in here to get it

I was bound and determined

to find whatever it was

I ask the wife

she doesn't know

I ask the dog

he plays dumb

try as I might I still can't remember

but I did find that bill I was looking for

along with my Medicare card

and the mail from last week

now I feel better

for a while there

I thought I was losing it

it's not what I was looking for but

finding something

is better than nothing

a thought is an illusive thing

next time I come in here

I'll remember what it was

by then I won't need it.