Memories and Forgetfulness

What has become of all
the people I once knew
and who have known me
since I came into being?

A man lives many years
with his memories and
forgetfulness. Where are
the mourners, old friends,

old teachers? Where are
old classmates, co-workers,
people who come in and
out your life in different ways?

At my funeral, I would like
to return as a ghost some
nights, seeking out the stars
in the sky and bright moon.

I have taken so many things
for granted living my life.
I did not deserve many of
the good things and bad things

I was dealt. I promise to be
better at remembering things
in a second life. I would dance
in the rain on my walk home.