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Her Castle of Confusion

I am building a castle with my hands and my feet. I have sand in this bucket and a sandwich to eat. There are broken shells on the beach, they can be used. Don’t tell me I can’t; for I am terribly confused. I am adding soldiers, so you will leave me alone. Don’t speak to me unless you are taking me home. I am building a castle with my toes in a pure happy day. Alzheimer be damned, don’t take my reason away.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 12/10/2020 7:59:00 AM
Your are a poetess of intense imagination, fascination and creation, and so it will always be. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/10/2020 2:49:00 PM
My father died of this horrible disease.
Date: 12/9/2020 6:46:00 PM
Imagination floats over your head...words make an appearance now or then...or so I’ve been told.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/10/2020 2:49:00 PM
I have to tell you, this went no where I expected it to go.
Date: 12/9/2020 3:35:00 PM
this is so poignant!!! love it. I think my carpet cleaner may have arrived. Ciao!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/10/2020 2:49:00 PM
I know this, and hope I never LIVE it.

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