It died
within the windmills
of my mind
It faded
like an over developed
photography
It drifted
on an ocean of
waves
My memories
of you me and the days
past and future
It left
like the sun hidden
behind the clouds
Like the gray
I often see
now days
It scares me
more then I can let on
or say
My memories
of you me and the days
past and future
...The end...
Dedicated to people with Alzheimer's
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