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Dementia
by
Rhona Aitken

 
I lost sight of life -
for just a little while.
The ambiance of where I was
disappeared.

Whose walls?
Whose doors?

No - it is not something forgotten.
Its something I don't know.
The people in my sight
smile - look kind,
but who are they?

Not people I've forgotten -
they are people
qjuite suddenly
I don't know.

What have I lost sight of?
Where did the world
I felt I knew
go.
--Submitted by rhonasheridan on 2014-10-18.
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rhonasheridan:
My lovely daughter-in-law has dementia. I wrote this for her. Rhona
Posted 10/18/2014 09:12 AM


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