July 9, 2012

Alzheimer's #Poetry

"Do I know you?"
aging hands tremble, searching for truth.

"Who are you?",
confused eyes probe for answers.

"Where am I?"
minds race, hoping for recognition.

a sliver of the past dangling out of reach.


"I remember you."
fleeting memories give birth to
joyous smiles.

quickly slaughtered by passing clouds.
past , present, and future
memories lost
in the fog of Alzheimer's.