The things I've seen today
don't have a name
some memories
a word cannot explain
they last too long
or they fade too fast
beginnings change
and endings wane
they lack effect
and cause
at times they seem so poor
all they give is pause
the things I've seen today
I'd seen before
likely in that way
they'll be back once more
some sunny days
the scene unfolds a trace
in this game where the player has no face
he plays a hand that lost
just to understand at any cost
the things I've seen today
don't have a name
some memories a word cannot explain
but when I finally land
across that line
please remember me as one who tried her mind
every time.