If you forgot some time you meant to keep,
although you wrote and may have snapped a shot,
perhaps you needn’t criticize. Don’t weep,
if you forgot.

Your memory is adequate. It’s not
infallible, but stores some visions deep
and loses lighter memories a lot.

The years seem shorter now. The decades sweep
like second hands; each season is a dot.
But here’s today – so lovely I might weep,
if you forgot.

(Roundel)