Just a line to say I'm living,that I'm not among the dead.
Though I'm getting more forgetful,and mixed up in my head.
Sometimes i can't remember,when i stand before the stairs if i must go up for something,or if i just came down from there.
When i stand before the refridg,my mind is full of doubt,
Have i put the food away,or must i get it out.
There are times when it is dark,my night cap on my head,i don't know if i'm retiring or getting outof bed.
If it's my turn to write to you.Remember that i do love you,and i wish that you were here.Now it's almost mail time and i must say Good Bye.
P.S
Here i stand beside the mailbox,with my face so very red.
Rather than mailing you this letter,I opened it instead.
Sorry so long.
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