A journey in time with Alzheimer's

Making Illusions

I see a huge wall, with lots of holes
Each hole sealed, inside is a scroll
Scrolls   … memories … days gone by
Each answers  questions:  which, where, and why
You are the keeper, of  the scrolls
You’ve broken the seals,   out of control
Now …a  motley, of all you have known
Intertwined …twisted …confused …a cyclone
The scrolls…  tossed… in the bowl of confusions
Not reality’s  child,  but your …illusions.

Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ January 9, 2013

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