Fret not over what you have forgot.
The passing of the years is not your doing
and there is no blame to you for that.
Nor for losing the memory of those passed years.
(One might wonder why it is that
what one does remember are the sins--
both omission and comomission.
What perverse mind keeps hold of these
and loses the moments of joy?)
The forgotten times are past,
so let them go
then fill the space
with this week's cozy feelings,
this month's friendly encounters,
today's bursts of bright orange and red.
Hang on to what now is,
not what once was.
Or better still, forget all that
(and if you know anything it is how to forget)
and simply observe as it flows past.