Mellowing mind
filled with memories
fading like the light
at dusk

Cobwebbed corners
of her brain try
desperately to recall
faces and names
that once came so easily

She begins a sentence
as if nothing has changed
yet in seconds time stops
and she wonders
where she is

Thoughts float like
butterflies and at times
the mind clears like
a warm, sunny day

At other times it's
like looking through
fog and thinking back
she remembers a name,
calling out she does
not realize it is her own...


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This poem is dedicated
to the loved ones of families
with Alzheimer's sufferers.

May God help us find a cure.