I Sit Sobbing
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I’m staring at the reflection in the mirror -
who is the lady with the grey hair?
Today a strange man came to visit me
I do not recognise him …
He says he is my son
I try hard to remember as we talk about the past
He shows me photographs of his childhood years
Memories come back to me; I sob bleeding tears
Dementia is robbing me, my recall is fading fast
That man has now gone
Saying he will visit soon
Tears flow from my eyes
Trapped in my own little world
I sit sobbing silently
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Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2016
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