Franks

Take me to a place I’ve never seen before.

I lay in the meadows and close my eyes.

Feeling the sweet summer breeze push back and forth gently against my face.

I can no longer remember her name, yet the image of her face is still on my mind.

From time to time I visit her favorite coffee shop.

The mall has her favorite ice cream scoop.

As I indulge in her sweet cravings, my heart begins to feel so numb.

Last week they played her favorite church song.

The butcher cut her favorite piece of meat, which I couldn’t bare to eat.

The shoes I put on today feel so tight.

As I lay in the meadows, I begin to weep.

Suddenly I hear a whisper come across my ears.

Tears of joy fall down my face.

I set her flowers upon her grave.

As I walk slowly back to the car, I can finally remember one thing.

This Alzheimer’s won’t get the best of me.

I remember that one special thing…

HER NAME.

-NeseKnows

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