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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Dedicated to My Girl
Life is a journey, which we all experience in different ways. This may help you in what you are experiencing now as a family. I tried to see it this way, which made my road easier when my Dad started his journey with Alzheimer’s. This is written from my heart just for you Baby. ILY xxx



Life now a great big puzzle, a huge maze with many passages
Some places pieces I can still fit together
Around some corners just a void as a stranger passes by
Remember no one knows what today may bring or what tomorrow holds
Dreams are still such good friends so I am told
Where I can live in my own world of make believe
With those so near yet so very far
Each friendly face to me so very dear
Yet leaving me in a space full of fear
Sometimes things have so much meaning and so clear
As I watch my life flashing across the azure blue sky
There are moments when I remember all them special things
As I walk down many memory lanes of special times shared of long ago
I am sorry if I forgot your name for a moment or saying I don’t know you
Forgive me if I cause you any pain with things I say
It is quite simple my world is very different to yours now
As names and faces here are all the same
Ignore the things I say to you and your siblings
It was not my intention to cause any conflict
This old mind is totally confused now
Take me for a drive down the Marine Parade
Where we watch the Seagulls fight a piece of fish tossed by the lonely fisherman
Maybe seeing the waves rushing to and from the shore
Could just trigger something positive in this rusted mind of mine
And I will once again if only for a moment in time
Just know who I am and for a second remember your name
Play my game of forget me not it will make me happy for a while
Show me rainbows after angry skies have stilled
Walk in my garden the one I planted
Yet I will believe it is you with the green fingers
Bake me my favourite scones even though I say I have never liked them
Little things make a difference and mean a lot
I may cry and tears will run down my cheeks
I may not understand and ask you now why am I crying
Show me photos of yesterday’s years and tell me the stories that go with them
It surly will bring a smile or frown to my face
Reach for me even if I am not present
I will know, no matter how far you may seem from my side
Speak with me even if it does not seem to make sense
As I am not deaf it is only my mind that has left to meander elsewhere
Share with me sweet and precious memories of the past
They are still part of me locked safely here in my heart forever

Submitted: December 08, 2010

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Kelley George

I liked it.

I wish I had asked my parents more questions about their youth, my youth, just anything.
I wish I had more memories of them to cling too.

Tue, January 4th, 2011 12:56am


Thank you Babykin, this is so special. With your help I can understand much better and memories is so precious. I love you xxxxx

Fri, February 4th, 2011 12:45pm