How to say this? No matter what your age,
You could well be doing Macbeth on stage.
Or just talking to a group you know well,
When your mem’rys gone, ‘where’ you cannot tell.
The people around you are still the same,
But you are no longer part of the game.

That grey matter in your head, let you down,
You stand there looking silly, and frown.
Person or event are clear in your mind,
But the date or name you just cannot find.
You try to unscramble things in your head,
But it’s gone, you wish you had stayed in bed.

The other day, ‘here’s a good example’,
An appointment, half an hour, should be ample.
So you leave early to be there at eight,
Only to find that now, you’re one day late.
So you went shopping for a loaf of bread,
And came back with a litre of milk instead.

You got home, put your keys in a safe place,
‘Yeah, but where’ - do you find that that’s the case?
This condition does not cause any pain,
So how then are you going to explain.
‘A Senior Moment’ is all you can say,
After which you’ll return to normal play.