Where, Oh Where?

Where, Oh Where?

A Poem by Barbara Walker
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self-explanatory regarding the memory problems some people experience as they get older

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When I told my grandson that I would take him to the beach,
the place I set my car keys was outside my memory's reach.

Where, oh where are my keys?

I promised my best friend I'd meet her for a movie at three
and that's when my memory decided to flee.

Where, oh where are my keys?

Believe me, they were truly, truly missed
when I was supposed to go to the dentist!

Where, oh where are my keys?

I can't find them half the time.
Do you think I'm losing my mind?

Where, oh where are my keys?

My granddaughter and I looked forward to our trip to the mall-
I could have sworn that I set them down on the table in the hall!

Where, oh where are my keys?

I think I have that new, mysterious disease.
It's called, Where, oh Where the hell are my keys?!

© 2017 Barbara Walker



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LOL... it totally got me chuckle so hard. Opening lines're amazing. They just already had my attention. You write this poetry as fun, perhaps... certainly with not-so fun when it comes to age. Nice imagery here! Completely enjoyed reading this poetry!

Posted 4 Months Ago


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Barbara Walker

4 Months Ago

Glad you liked it! Thanks.



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Fun poem. I can relate to the frenzy one feels when they find that their keys are missing

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


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Hello dearest..that nice and funny..it's nothing every time and age have limitations..in a way it even adds fun to the new Era. .ha ha

Posted 3 Months Ago


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Gee
Never mind the keys Barbara, I often spray deodorant twice before leaving the house as I can never remember whether or not I've already applied.
Enjoyed this

Posted 3 Months Ago


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Barbara Walker

3 Months Ago

Oh, but you must smell mahvelous, dahling!
Gee

3 Months Ago

Fragrant......
as we get to the age we are...losing things bothers us so much more...at 20 we would just have considered it normal...too much multi-tasking...mind everywhere at once...now in later age we consider it mind nowhere at once.

i like this.

j.

Posted 3 Months Ago


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Barbara Walker

3 Months Ago

Thank you so much.Yes, there are a lot of us out here!
LOL... it totally got me chuckle so hard. Opening lines're amazing. They just already had my attention. You write this poetry as fun, perhaps... certainly with not-so fun when it comes to age. Nice imagery here! Completely enjoyed reading this poetry!

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Barbara Walker

4 Months Ago

Glad you liked it! Thanks.
Well, at least your sense of humour has not left you along with those blasted keys. Very fun.

I can't recall if you like suggestions? But it is nice to see you back!

Posted 6 Months Ago


Barbara Walker

6 Months Ago

Suggestions always appreciated! Thanks for reading!

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Tags: memory, mind, keys, mall, beach

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Barbara Walker
Barbara Walker

Lake Havasu City, AZ



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I am retired from the Postal Service. I find I write poetry to help myself through difficult times and I have written many poems in response to the chronic pain I've been living with for over 30 year.. more..

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