A Little Mixed Up

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Just a line to say I'm living 
That I'm not among the dead 
Though I'm getting more forgetful 
And mixed up in the head.

For something I can't remember 
When I stand at the foot of the stair 
If I must go up for something 
Or I've just come down from there.

And before the fridge, so often, 
My poor mind is filled with doubt 
Have I just put food away, or 
Have I come to take some out?

And there's times when it's dark outside, 
with my nightcap on my head, 
I don't know if I'm retiring 
Or just getting out of bed.

So if it's my turn to write you, 
There's no need in getting sore 
I may think that I have written 
And don't want to be a bore!

So remember, ______, I love you, 
And how I wish you were here 
But now it's nearly mail time, 
So I must say "Goodbye, My Dear".

Here I stand beside the mailbox 
With my face so very red 
Instead of mailing you my letter, 
I have opened it instead!