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the twilight of memory

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the twilight of memory

she doesn't know him;
his wife of sixty years -
a baby is born

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  1. Date: 2/11/2014 7:00:00 PM

    sweet memory.. ~ Love ~ SKAT

  1. Date: 1/19/2014 3:02:00 PM

    This is awesome work!! No wonder it is in the winners’ list..Sara

  1. Date: 1/12/2014 6:03:00 PM

    So sad Craig & frightening! Congrad's on your win. Light & Love

  1. Date: 1/12/2014 5:24:00 PM

    A heart breaker this is......so sad, so real ! Congratulations on this fine and moving piece.

  1. Date: 1/12/2014 2:28:00 PM

    Congratulations Craig.....awesome...win

  1. Date: 1/12/2014 10:22:00 AM

    Wow, that is a surprise no wife would ever want to experience. This is brilliant Craig.

  1. Date: 1/12/2014 12:41:00 AM

    Beautiful write on the theme and congrats on the win, Craig

  1. Date: 1/11/2014 9:22:00 PM

    I wasn't 100 percent sure of your meaning. I had two interpretations in my mind. But I sure did like this one, Craig!! Congrats for your win.

    cornish Avatar craig cornish Date: 1/12/2014 8:22:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thanks Andrea----I simply meant that life starts again.
  1. Date: 1/1/2014 7:07:00 PM

    So sad, but true. Love it.

  1. Date: 12/28/2013 7:07:00 PM

    Dear Craig - She has become the baby born out of dementia? Such a puzzler I think. A sad one at that. When my sweet husband was diagnosed with terminal cancer, his first granddaughter was born. And so it goes. love, Kathy

  1. Date: 12/27/2013 7:28:00 PM

    oh wow....powerful senryu....great write Craig, it packs a punch!

  1. Date: 12/27/2013 6:32:00 AM

    Enjoyed reading this one today..I have noticed that in families around the time of a great decline of an elderly or a death that a child will be born..I am glad that I chose this one to read today..Thanks for the visit to my page..I use French Tarragon sometimes which has a Licorice taste to me..I bought a plant this year called Mexican Tarragon which had a Licorice taste..I tasted one leaf to see if it did taste like French Tarragon..I then looked it up..It is somewhat like LSD so it said.Sara

  1. Date: 12/26/2013 7:05:00 PM

    Very sad, Craig. Unfortunately it happens too often :(

  1. Date: 12/26/2013 3:09:00 PM

    I guess its dimentia or alzheimer..Sad but excellent senryu.Re my Christmas..It was my best ever..I put cushions over my tummy and wore father Christmas costume..It was a fumny but fun experience...and to see the expressions on my daughter s face..Yes a merry xmas.: )

    cornish Avatar craig cornish Date: 12/26/2013 3:38:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Charma, LOL--it's good to need the cushions!
    Chircop Avatar Charmaine Chircop Date: 12/26/2013 3:10:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Funny..not funmy..typo:) : )..
  1. Date: 12/26/2013 4:57:00 AM

    Oh, just how many ways can one go with this Gem,,,,happy new year to you and your family Craig....

  1. Date: 12/25/2013 10:21:00 PM

    Possibly a grandchild? Along Alzheimer.. evil destruction? Or am I totally off? Any case.I enjoyed the depth Craig..

    cornish Avatar craig cornish Date: 12/26/2013 12:04:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Yes Donna, so sad (alzheimer's)
  1. Date: 12/25/2013 8:21:00 AM

    Woah, how? As a senryu dis is fantastic. Captures a poignant episode. Merrrry xmas craig!

  1. Date: 12/23/2013 6:31:00 PM

    So sad Craig. Such is life. Beautiful.

  1. Date: 12/23/2013 6:29:00 PM

    Merry Christmas, Light & Love