MAKING A CUP OF TEA

Did I put the kettle on for a cup of tea ?
My mind is not good as I'm ninety three
Where is the milk I just put it down there 
My mind is wandering it just isn't fair 

I write down a list for things I might forget 
Will happen to you that's a sure fire bet 
My body was once so agile and fit 
Now I find it hard to stand and sit 

I know my days are coming to an end 
Soon to meet my maker my one true friend 
Looking back I wouldn't change much 
Grateful for you and your loving touch