I’ve formed a search party
in hopes I can find
those memories missing
inside of my mind.

Those priceless mental photographs
are worth their weight in gold.
But sadly they’ve become misplaced
within a brain that’s old.

Where have they gone? Where can I look?
They mean the world to me.
Perhaps they’re playing hide-and-seek.
Wherever could they be?

I’ve reached the age where memories hide
until they can be found.
And so I search for what is lost
until they’re safe and sound.