Lucky stars and cough drops

I have to remember how lucky I am
and that is some task for a forgetful old man,
but I try.
She, she, she
(said thrice because it sounds so nice)
helps me to get by
without her
where would I be?

There is or there was and still might be
something left of the former me
but
I can’t remember and that’s no bad
thing.

© 2018, John Smallshaw.