Poem -
Forget Me Not
Today, I was asked by a child
just eleven grand years himself
if we were actually all born with Alzheimer's?
and whilst reflecting on his question
my mind went into the most
profound depths of reflection
I had to ask him, simply out of my own curiosity
why he would ever ask such a question?
he replied…
because he doesn't remember
any of the first five years
of his own life
and whilst I stood reflecting
on his incredibly innocent answer
I couldn't help but reflect on
the fact
this child is a genius.
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Genius indeed. Mind you maybe we are better off not being able to remember the first five years, possibly even longer. Love the rhyme of question and reflection.
How old was the child in your poem because Alice can't remember anything from the first 5 years of her life and she's 8. Great title too my dear friend. 🌹
Hello dearest Bernie, yes the child is 11 and one of my finest inspiration. An amazing question which I now share with the world, we can all learn something and in turn take inspiration from this innocence of curiosity. Thank you dear Bernie. 🌹
oh wow Shirley!!...I love it!!....Does make you wonder.....kids say the most honest and innocent things and yet here he may well be a genuis!! Px
Such a truly wonderful question and impossible not to be inspired to write. Thank you so much for coming by once again to read my scribbles dear Pratibha, your enthusiasm warms my heart. 🌹
:) :)
I know some folk claim that they can remember earlier, but I know my earliest memories begin at ... perhaps 3 or 4. Not that I want to wax political, but that's like just one of the Fitty reasons that should resurrect Rowe vs. Wade.
Thank you so much for coming by, I don't actually remember before the age of five I guess, I have one flash back when I was one and having a photo taken with my older siblings. The rest is invisible. Very kind of you to pass by thank you 🌹
I must be one of the odd people then because i have a perfect memory of being in a pram looking out of a rain shield
( remember them) at my nan and mam coming out the front door of our first home. I had scratch mittens on and remember being frustrated and trying to pull them off. I also remember feeling no particular connection to these two women. I couldn't have been more than 4/5 months old. That is my only early memory and it was one of intense frustration. I have loved the rain in all its forms especially on windows or tents ever since. Great write Shirley and thanks for bringing that memory back again. That is one smart child to be thinking so deeply at such an age... Hugs X
Well dear Marion you certainly are one in a million, I have one flashback of me sitting on the sofa having my photo taken next to my siblings, I still have the photo I was less than 1 years old I think. Thank you for your wonderful words dear friend 💗
PS...I meant the 11 year old is a smart child...not my baby self lol 😂 😁😊
I got it dear Marion, he surely is a smart cookie I get a lot of inspiration from him ❤️
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