Eighteen

I remember to only press the snooze button twice,
So that I'm always on time for work.

I remember to actually get OUT of bed,
As my muscles a-twinge and a-jerk.

I remember to awaken my sleeping Cherub,
So that he can be on time for school.

I remember to make sure his clothes are all pressed,
(So his mother does not look a fool).

I remember to turn off the gas when we leave,
So the house doesn't burn down in fire.

And for the same reason I also remember -
The hair straightener and the hair dryer.

I remember to make all the calls that I must,
In order to get through the day.

I remember to get all the timesheets together,
So that each of the staff get their pay.

I remember to eat (well I try to, at least),
When my home and my job get extreme.

I remember to sleep (be it bed, be it chair),
And I sometimes remember to dream!

I remember to laugh, run and play with my child,
My darling, my joy and my Treasure.

I remember to do these three things all the time,
So that his precious childhood's a pleasure.

I remember to cook (though I hate it with passion),
Each breakfast, each lunch and each dinner.

I remember to exercise whenever I can,
In the hope of one day being thinner.

I remember to feed not only the Child,
But also our two little fish.

I remember to tidy (OK, that's a lie)
But I DO wash up every last dish.

I remember to put the bins out on a Thursday,
It's something I never forget.

I remember to make a cake on Child's birthday
(I haven't forgotten that yet).

I remember to call those few special friends,
The ones that I don't want to lose.

I remember to smile, when inside I cry -
I cry loudly at times that I choose.

I remember the bills whenever they're due
(Though I do sometimes need a reminder).

I also remember that I'm getting too old
To purposely go on 'a blinder'.

I remember to remember, and remember again
By using my 'Don't Forget List'.

But please do me a favour, and continue to read,
For here, in this tale, comes a 'twist'.

Sometimes I'll look up with a glaze in my eye
And I'll ask you "What day is today?"

Please don't laugh, roll your eyes, give a tsk, call me names,
Please don't chuckle as you walk away.

My poor brain is full of the things to remember
As I travel my forgetful life through.

If you laugh, rest assured, I'll remember my swear-words;
And I'll aim them directly at you.

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Talk tomorrow

Janeane
xx
PS: Picture courtesy of William Andrew Baker.