Forgetting Yesterday

Submission for The Lark poetry competition — second place winner

I forgot, yesterday, an old friend’s name we were buddies in high school, way back when for many years, our stories were the same now I’ll never know how those stories end.

My home has always been right down the street I forgot yesterday and turned instead the neighborhood there was strange and frightening a man helped me out — he knew me, he said.

I awoke today when the sun was dim angry that my husband had missed the dawn I forgot, yesterday we buried him but he still might have told me where he’d gone.

People I’ve not met claim to be my kids the buttons don’t work on the microwave tomorrow I won’t remember what I did and this morning, I forgot yesterday.

Dedicated to all those who suffer the effects of Alzheimer's Disease, and those who care for them. We miss you, Mom!

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