There seems to be
a mental storage closet in my
chameleon brain
placed there by either
millions of years of evolution
or a flaw in the great design
whose sole purpose
is to keep certain
images and melodies
locked away and long forgotten
until some mental misfire
of questionable origin demands
we reach in and dust off
these ancient memories
for further inspection
like my young joy at being
picked for kickball that day
during 6th grade recess
or the image of my father smiling
when he looked at me holding
his first grand daughter.
I sometimes wonder
if these random thoughts could be
generated by bits of cosmic energy
telling us a review is needed to make sure
something of significance was not overlooked
and its life lesson received.
But
after further review
I seriously doubt it
because
try as I might
I could find no reason why
I woke up this morning with
‘Danke Schoen’ by Wayne Newton
playing in my head.
Perhaps
there’s a lesson in there
somewhere.
Ken Owen September 2023
Van Niddy Press
Keep it up!!
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