Two bits, four bits, six bits, a dollar
All for Alzheimer’s stand up and holler
I don’t hear anyone shout…louder
Sorry…not really…you lost!
But those who have this dreadful disease
Really do lose, don’t they
Every single day, a bit of you is taken away
More confusion, to my dismay.
So, go away Alzheimer’s, get gone
Go to nothingness where you belong
Leave all the lost memories behind
Leave the trail of life to find.
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ October 22, 2012