Dementia
voices, this tapestry sewn of broken threads
murmured words that now spell confusion
attempt to smile, a troubled mask we see instead
voices, this tapestry sewn of broken threads
all those chapters that will now go unread
the way it was now only our sad illusion
voices, this tapestry sewn of broken threads
murmured words that now spell confusion
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2014
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