Keep plugging, keep plugging
Create while you can.
Work harder, work harder.
Develop a plan.

Keep pads on your bedstand,
And sharp pencils too.
You never can guess when
Great thoughts come to you.

Ten decades ago when
Thoughts entered my brain,
I found inspiration
Arrive and remain.

But now that I'm older,
My memory's gone.
I no longer store thoughts
From evening till dawn.

They're now fleeting shadows
That enter, then leave.
They're no longer easy
To quickly retrieve.

My mind lacks the spring of
A stainless steel trap.
That holds onto new thoughts
Throughout my nap.

Alas when I wake up
My best thoughts have fled.
They're no longer sitting
Intact in my head.

My one resolution
I now try to keep
Is to jot down my thoughts
While I'm still asleep.

(c) 2007 Henry L. Lefevre
Author of "A Spoonful of Humor"
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