Sometimes, Lost In Time
“How old are you?” They ask
I stumble,
Laughing
Not sure.
(I’ve had so many…
Years that is)
Sometimes
Lost in time
I try to remember what year it is
I fall through the cracks of time,
Fumbling
For this year
Not sure…
Where did the time go
I was a teenager recently,
47 years ago.
I see a date of an event
I smile absentmindedly thinking,
“That was just recently”
But it wasn’t:
It was a long long time ago.
People I work with remember the names of former workers
I only remember a few
Because I knew so many
And carrying so many gets so heavy
Heavy with time