I had a title for this work.
It was short and clever.
The poem flowed from it.
Will I remember it? Ever?
It had to with my dogs.
Or a reflection on life.
Maybe my house.
Possibly the wife.
Someday, I’ll remember it.
I’m sure it will come back.
I’m pretty sure it’s brilliant.
I’ll be back on track.
Unfiltered Thoughts 