Poem -

Dementia’s Cruel Kiss

There were clearly things lost
within himself
quite unlike any puzzle or maze
he had previously
known or ever got lost in before ..
I know what I know
and I know what I saw, he said ..
Yet still, I’m not able
to make sense of them no more ..

 

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Jac Fables

It's one of the worst things that can happen to one. Heartfelt & Touching Write. 

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Neville

I quite agree and am thinking about donating monies from my next anthology (if any is raised) to a dementia research charity for a change .. if anyone has any thoughts, please let me know .. Neville 

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Neville

Can't be bad then .. cheers, Neville 

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Yiyan Han

While one still has a good memory,
enjoy and live in it before part of it lost

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Neville

Many thanks, sounds like sound advice .. Cheers,  Neville 

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Stephanie A. Ludwig

It hurts. It stings. It's not fair at all. I don't like thinking about things like this after losing my grandparents..but. it's part of life. I used to tell myself that they forget.. so we can remember and pass on the stories in until we forget.. it's A circle of life. Think about it in a positive way and you'll be able to enjoy whatever time is left after that unfortunate phase. Much love and support ❤️❤️❤️❤️ I'm here for you and for anyone who needs someone to talk to. Or just to listen. 💕💕 Cosmo and everyone on it has become this family I created whenever I needed to escape my.. reality. 💞

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Neville

Thank you so very much for calling in on my little scribble and leaving such a heart-warming message ..

You clearly have a heart as big as a planet ❤️and I wish you & yours all the very best of Good Things @ Christmas and for the incoming new year .. Neville ❤️

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Stephanie A. Ludwig

I appreciate poets who write within themselves. Within their hearts. That's how it becomes a piece of art, a piece of work, a piece of written poetic history. Sometimes all it takes is just a good silent moment and then just start writing whatever comes to mind. That's how I get my work done sometimes. I really did enjoy this poem. It spoke to me in such volumes I've never understood before. So thank you. 💕 xoxo to you & yours also. 

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Neville

How very kind .. thank you again Stephanie .. ❤️xo

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