I wrote these poems after reading an article about Alzheimers Disease. Something I think most of us fear
Poem l
She reflected,
wistfully,
that her mind was
like a mirror
that had
stored images of
her life.
But when
the mirror cracked
her memories
slid off tack
to the silvered back.
She then
could not recall
at all
anymore.
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Poem ll
His mind was slowly
darkened by a shadow
which eclipsed his life
silently,
unseen,
His mind left slowly
quietly,
unseen, until
he became a shadow
of his former self.
Copyright Diana Leighton 2012