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 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 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.