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Dementia the Last Visit

Blank pages in a book 
yet thumbed and coffee stained.
Stared at in bemusement
long lost fairy tales.
No beginning, No end 
the story stays untold.
To turn the page is pointless
as the next page is just the same.
Oh how you loved the author
their work from younger days.
The love, the laughter , the tragedy
of long lost fun filled days.
Chapter after chapter 
the pages are just the same.
I crave an happy ending
to stare into your eyes and see
a reflection of us  from years gone by.
for you to then speak my name .
so I can close the book
on this love filled tale.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Allison Avatar
July 15, 2019 at 5:16 PM
Got a HUGE lump in my throat reading your poem Stephen, my mum has memory issues thankfully not dementia but several of the ladies in the home do and its heartbreaking to see, into my faves:-) hugs Jan xx
Pennell  Avatar
July 15, 2019 at 5:36 PM
bless cheers jan one of my friends mums suffered from it thank you
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