don’t mail it

I will write this note so I can see the words in my head in front of me

I see your memory is starting to slip…………….I suppose if I were kind i would just let it go, but it pisses me off what you think you know and what really happened

so time rearranged the slides in your head and maybe it will do the same for me

but reality is what it is and your recollection is a far cry from fact

so I set the record straight and irritated you and it didn’t set well with me either

being right wasn’t the point but it came off like that

so is that how it goes……………….we grow older and rewrite the memories to our liking

doesn’t sound good to me…………………………I pray that I will have the wit and courage to let my recollection match reality

dear God, getting older doesn’t bother, being old does