Of course one does doubt the capability of one’s memory
Perhaps focussing too too sharply on the forgetfulness
Or just needing a wee bit more time to remember
Where time wasn’t ever required, not in the past
Yesterday, through half of this low-lying county
The fields were flooded
The roads had standing water
Yet who will remember how the land was reclaimed
Who, in the future, will be able to organise the drainage
And who might play a role in that useful purpose
Of course one doesn’t doubt about one’s ability to help
Nor does one wish to be sidelined, or to be kept out of the way
Even if it is for the best, the best for everyone else that is
In which case maybe it is for the best to forget about one’s past
