I remember a time.

In fact, I remember many times.

I have also forgotten my share or at least where I filed their memories.

But what of that which is remembered?

I strongly suspect it is enough for today.

If I would add a dash of reflection and stir it around a bit, let it it sit, and then bake ..

Maybe then it will come out of the oven as a loaf of meaning

And we shall sit down together

And feast upon it

At the setting of the Sun.