From Mom's Collection -

A Little Mixed Up

Just a line to say I'm livin' -- that I'm not among the dead.
Tho' I'm getting more forgetful, and more mixed up in the head.

For sometimes I can't remember when I stand at the foot of the stair'
If I must go up for something, or if I just came down from there.

And before the fridge, so often, my mind fills with doubt --
Have I just put food away, or have I come to take some out?

And there are times when it's dark out -- with my night cap on my head.
I don't know if I'm retiring, or just getting out of bed.

So, if it's my turn to write you, there's no need for getting sore,
I may think that I have written and don't want to be a bore.

So.....remember, I do love you, and wish that you were here --
And now it's nearly mail time, so I must say, "Good-bye, dear."

There I stood beside the mail box, with face so very red,
Instead of mailing you my letter, I had opened it instead.

Author Unknown

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