When I give you information
You question my source
I tell you why, but you deny
Alzheimer’s is winning, of course.
When you become sarcastic
I want to cringe inside
I have no back up plan
Only to run and hide.
When you give me that look
That’s mean…hard to ignore
I sit and wait for your return
As you walk out the door.
Short term memory ‘s welcome
To overcome this day
I’ll wait until it comes
Grumpiness…away!
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ October 27, 2012
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