Sunday, November 24, 2013

Till I have to go

Confused and bewildered
Old and sick
Why am I here
Please don't cuss or kick

Once you loved me
Your Mom your Dad
Sometimes I don't know
Why I act bad

Look into my eyes
I'm still there
When thinking clear
I wonder if you care

I know
When thinking clear
I'm a burden
I'm sorry dear

This disease
Has taken me away
Never did I want
To be this way

They call it Alzheimer's
Some just dementia
Both the same
I call it mental pain

I'm still me
I love you so
Please love me
Till I have to go






Mudville

I see no joy in Mudville tonight.

My heart is burden and heavy with thoughts.


Word

Word for today...paientence.

Sky gray

Sunday morn
Windy cold day
I'm blue sky gray
Feel all alone