You wander streets … of long ago
Streets …now vacant … you yearn for them so.
You’re short circuited … long times past
Short waves of time … go fast.
Walking in circles … tires you
When you’re tired … you’re blue.
Can’t find a window or a door
Leading you back … where you’ve been before.
Stay in the now … let’s sing songs
Thoughts of yesterday are gone.
Keep memories … close to your heart
Please stay here mother, don’t depart.
Sometimes I see you … lucid times …here
Thoughts flow free … memories … clear.
Then confusion comes, where do you go?
In Alzheimer’s abyss …I fear …I know.
copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ September 28, 2012
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