A Little Mixed Up or Dazed and Confused
My mother-in-law used to keep this notebook (which I now have) of clippings and tear-outs of poems and cliché sayings. She used to find from all over the place, almost all of them have no names associated with them, only a few have a way to actually find their original source, but most of them are quite uplifting and humorous. This is the poem I found in her stash this morning from an unknown author. A title that first came to mind was Dazed and Confused but I think Led Zeppelin has that one covered. The author titled this poem "A Little Mixed Up".
A Little Mixed Up
Just a line to say I'm living That I'm not among the dead, Tho' I'm getting more forgetful And more mixed up in the head.
For sometimes I can't remember, Where I stand at the foot of the stair If I must go up for something Or - if I've just come down from there
And, before the frig' - so often My poor mind is filled with doubt. Have I just put the food away, or Have I come to take some out?
And, then there's 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 turn to write you There's no need in getting sore, I may think that I have already written And don't want to be a bore.
So - remember that I do love you, And - I wish that you were here. And - now it's nearly mail-time So - I must say, "Good-bye m'dear".
There I stood beside the mail-box With a face so very red. Instead of mailing you my letter I had opened it - instead!!