I HOPE MY MIND KEEPS IMAGINATING

I keep losing a bit of my mind every day, it's sad to say,

Faces I knew so well in the past are fading fast.

I even forget names like Spencer Tracy, one of the best,

Funny how I can remember Evelyn West, and her $50,000 Treasure Chest!

However, my greatest fear and trepidation is losing my imagination.

I can be strong and young again, watch the trains at Union Station,
ride the "street cars" of St. Louis, in my imagination.

Alas, my memory grows so dim I'm losing "banks" to draw from,
I remember mom feeding homeless men, back then they called them "bums."

I'm glad I still remember that,
Her kindness so extreme,
I'm not as good as she was,
Not even in my dreams.

I need to write about the things I saw since my creation, but if I forget some details I've got my imagination!
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