Notes About The Poem
5.7 million Americans suffer from Alzheimer's disease, this poem speaks to the plight these people face each day.
Like Dust In the Wind
Like Dust in the Wind
Like dust in the wind all my dreams have been scattered;
my hopes are now dimming as memories shattered
and worn like old clothes that are torn and all tattered,
but life still goes on just like none of this mattered.
The moments remembered are getting more blurry,
the days of my youth with its hustle and hurry,
these memories fading I’m starting to worry,
but still life goes on with its flow and its flurry.
These people around me with loving embraces
I don’t know their names but remember their faces;
my thoughts are all trampled without any traces,
but life still goes on with its rants and its races.
I’m living in solitude, lonely and shaken,
a prisoner of aging whose hopes are forsaken;
surrounded by darkness, I can’t seem to waken;
like dust in the wind all my past has been taken.
February 10, 2020
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