Powerful and achingly written…

Vanishing
Each day
Little by little
Memories evanesce into darkness
Alzheimer’s
Who knows when the fog descended, your intelligence
It hid your secret, until you were at the point of no return
But the storm of your last six weeks could not deny the plaques and tangles,
The snarled mat of mind disintegration, consuming consciousness
I was the one had to take your car keys, the doctors would not help
I was the one that had to hide your guns, the police would not help
Their fear of lawsuit left them impotent
So each day I would check on you, alone
Not knowing if the wind would be coming out of the north or south.
Not knowing what lay behind the closed door in the darkened room
Then came the day that would last forever, what would be the eye of this storm.
Your relentless desperation for a gun, wanting…
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February 10, 2019 at 3:03 pm |
Oh, again I am honored. Thank you for the repost.