Alzheimers

August 25, 2008
By Anonymous

Special memories,
happy days,
sometimes it
just slips away

I can remember
a doe and her
baby fawn but
I can't remember
to cut the lawn.

If only there
was a cure to
heal the forgetfulness
I endure.


The author's comments:
this poem was for my friend Ms.Y-Von

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