Memory Disturbances
Memory Disturbances
Written: by Miracle Man
6/1/2024
It’s a very sad day,
when memory starts to fade.
We live feeling helpless,
to change or persuade.
It’s harder on the one,
who must watch it occur.
One insists nothing’s wrong,
but both lives become a blur.
Most days they disagree,
about trivial things.
Just struggling along,
absorbing life’s new dings.
Most all days resemble,
the day that just passed.
One recalls good times,
from years both amassed.
Each place the two go,
they’re always pushed for time.
And one doesn’t grasp,
the meaning of bedtime.
The most debilitating loss,
is the ability to think.
When dementia claims one,
minds no more interlink.
Every conversation now,
needs in depth explaining.
It’s certain to now make,
two lives more constraining.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2024
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