Wait… no I lost it
I woke up yesterday, as is frequently the case, by my nine week old son and I had a poem just sitting on the tip of my tongue and I thought “Wow, that’s pretty good. Better than the stuff you wrote before.” But then, when caught between the getting up and writing it down and staying in bed…of course I won’t forget I said and then. Wait … no I lost it. And now I only remember it was there, but nothing of what it said.
