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Bygone
~~~~~~ *-* ~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ *-* ~~~~~~ " come fluttering words, come drifting words to me . . ." Once upon a time in a vicinity, year 1895 A maiden's dwelling in an old-fashioned antique edifice Lavishing her every second in an everlasting woe Cursed by her yesterday's ordeal An appalling juncture - Striking ... Mind still delineate the affliction Coercing herself to bury the reminiscence Yet every single thing she sees is a replica Reflects the montage of the man Living alone in the rocking chair Sited in a chamber beside the glass window Overlooking outside " his " small world Isolated...quarantined - declining with his incorrigible ailment That aged man...around 90's - grey haired Crease are seen - brought by the yesteryears suffrage Eyes almost close - going to surrender everything No words come out - voiceless Yet words come fluttering and drifting to him Through " his " heart's voice of love... Retrospection stocked in nowhere in space... Little by little ALZHEIMER'S DISEASE masticating his very last breath. . . . . . . Now, residing solely - she's so sick In this vintage, life-vacated home Together with the last flowers Given before " his " death The only reason why she's still breathing for life Petals are falling like raindrops as her tears do so Almost ceasing her life too with the malaise As the flower abandoned by its only glory Wishing to go where her father go. ~~~~~~ *-* ~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ *-* ~~~~~~ =========================================== *-* *-* jun-jun villanueva *-* *-* " WHAT IS SHE THINKING " contest *-* *-* July 15, 2011
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