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There is a wind on South-East Essex
Blowing today and also tomorrow
Cuddling seagulls white like Tipex
Beating the ears of the old-age sparrow

Alzheimer is like yellow leaves
Detached from their own trees
Spinning the mind in the air like bees
Forgetful of you forgetful of me

Alzheimer's body bents like the dwarf pine trees
On the East cost of the South Essex rim
Old age ward. They can no longer knee
To pick up the shells from the oceanic dim

Seagulls calling their chicks at home
Alzheimer checking for a toy that's gone
For a hand to hold not to feel alone
A memory of a youth no longer borne

An when the wind blows into the town
Alzheimer dances with the invisible match
Seeking a light and a reason to know
What is this place that confuses so much

The old sparrow flies with no wings to flap
In the celestial depth mirrored on this long tide
Recent memories no longer accessible to dad
Fleeting love for his wife to share what is left of life

This sun that bends through the contrite flower
Dementia mind living in the sparrow’s tower
To swim into remote glories of power
Now lead by the help of a nurse to have a shower

Moon mirrors itself on South Essex sea
Cuddling the Alzheimer's glimpse
Chasing the light of a silent nil
Aiming to a watch that’s in a reverse tic

Brittle glimpse looking at the juniper scene
Aiming to that flight that nobody can see
Alzheimer's life where else can he dream
Of returning at home no longer there for him?

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