Faded Memories by Roxe Anne Peacock

Memories are created in happy times and bad
Remembering is a gift as well as communication,

When the thoughts fade away
There isn't the knowledge to say,

Please comfort me in this loss of time
To ask you to hold me, sit by my side
While I slowly die inside,

You may put me in a nursing home
Please don't come and watch me
I would rather be left alone,

For I won't remember you
Or my beloved family and home,

I don't want the burden to be yours
It should be mine alone.

Dedicated to all who have known or been affected by family or friends with Alzheimer's or dementia.


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