Doris Culverhouse Poet Free verse

Locked Memories

Unlock the box, where is the key?
I want to remember the treasures of the past.
What my child's heart, held dear.

Wipe the dust away
I could paint a portrait here
Where did the child's heart go?
Regain the days and joy.
Regain the simplicity of days forgotten
Hold my hand, help the memories flow.



For Mawmaw, who lost her precious memories to alzheimers disease.

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Sara Kendrick September 10, 2009 at 7:42 AM Very touching, daughter. It was a long slow process from in her mid-50's until 93. An awful slow way to die. Keep writing. Mom

Carrie Richards September 9, 2009 at 12:34 PM Such a touching, sad, poignant poem .... so many will relate to this one. Well done, Doris..

Carolyn Devonshire September 9, 2009 at 9:16 AM How sad that your mother has lost memories, treasures of her youth. My heart goes out to her and my admiration extends to you for writing such a moving dedication. Genuinely moving. God bless both of you. Love, Carolyn

James Peranteau September 9, 2009 at 6:38 AM What a beautiful dedication and poem Doris,.. a pleasure reading it !! james