A door is opened
some call it a prison
I am refreshed
you are there
dressed in yellow
your face lights up
moments float like petals
younger times
come to mind
we giggle
I take off my uniform
reminded of a perfect day
in a world
Alzheimers is a not allowed
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
Thanks for following a cowgirl on her crazy life journey.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
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Yes, it shouldn’t be part of this world. Great little poem.
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Excellent truth
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NEVER EVER allowed.
In memory of my dad, brave heart who battled with this ugly beast for far too many years.
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Hi Moondust Writer – poet extraordinaire … loved this – so evocative and so sad – yes too many get caught in the Alzheimer’s web of end of life … with thoughts – Hilary
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an insightful verse my friend.
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Alas… it’s still here… I know of it too well.
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forward
we take that step
deep within those lost words
and find thoughts in another place
more love
Grand, Moonie_!
__ Returns of love to those of cared then, and still do; we care. _m
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This is a nice poem, I am going to reblog this for you.
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Reblogged this on Truth Troubles.
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