Abernethy, Aberargie and Dron News

Last date for submissions

31st October 2022

Date of publication

1st December 2022


Just a line to say I’m living
That I’m not among the dead

Though I’m getting more forgetful

And more mixed up in the head

For sometimes I can’t remember

When I stand at foot of 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’re times when it is dark out

With my night cap on my head

I don’t know if I’m retiring

Or just getting out of bed

So if it’s my time 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 do like you

And wish that you were here

But now it’s nearly mail time

So must say "goodnight dear"

There I stood beside the post box

With a face so very red

Instead of mailing you my letter
I had opened it instead