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Missed appointments, confused
Following some directions
No sleep
Still no sleep, no sleep
Her dear father lost
To dementia just
This past January
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Who is she without her
Memories? Who am I?
Who are we?
Today, her doctor said that it sounds
Like age, not
Disease.
Don’t worry. Take these
Sleep. Get some sleep.
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She came home and cooked a turkey
With dressing, and filled our house
With memories of moms and dads
Kids and laughter and warmth
Our hands, together held in thanks
around the table. So much thanks.
She knew then that she had found
Something so important
Dreams in some deep sleep
What is gone What remains
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