Memory is
the first traitor
It is such a waste
to undo the syntax,
to untie the tender meanings,
to try to catch the logic
that meant little then
and nothing now;
to wonder what
was meant.
Was there a
design back then,
that leaves no traces?
Memory is
the first traitor
Jak's View of Vancouver v.3 
Love the repetition of the opening line at the end of the piece. That simple repetition works great with the theme of memory, as memories (when they don’t get lost) sometimes repeat themselves in our mind, whether we want them to or not, whether we realize consciously that such repetition is happening or not.
Many thanks for your comment!