The Alphabet

We teach our kids the alphabet
When they are very young
And pretty soon, its singsong tune
Just rolls right off the tongue.

Those letters lodge inside our brain,
Immovable, unless
Some injury occurs to cause
That organ some distress.	

If that takes place, all info stored
Gets jostled to and fro
And we may not recall so much
Of what we used to know…

And that includes the alphabet.
Amazing as it seems,
The basics may be out of reach,
Just like the stuff of dreams.

Those ABC’s that dangle
Right beyond the injured’s scope
May be grasped with perseverance
And a healthy dose of hope.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Pigeon Tart Avatar
December 9, 2018 at 10:30 PM
Touching piece Ilene. xomo
Leffanta Avatar
December 9, 2018 at 8:16 PM
Nope! The elderly don't have enough time to re-learn the alphabet and basic math, i.e., if one doesn't use it, it does get lost, but well said again, Ilene! Aloha! Rico
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