Now what did I come upstairs for?
Of course I haven’t forgotten your name,
young lady, it’s just that I can’t remember it
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Wow! A bit of levity in a darkening subject. Nice one.
MICHAEL...STELLAR WORK AS PER USUAL & DEPICTED SO SADLY TRUE TO LIFE, AS I HAVE HAD THE MISFORTUNE TO WITNESS THIS IMPERVIOUS PROCESS UP-FRONT & CENTER...GREAT WRITE..FRANK
Been there frequently (visiting i hasten to add) , done it, and bought the soon-forgotten grapes. Michael - deeply touching and absolutely bang on. The frustration of those in such a predicament is well expressed and the tragedy of the situation encapsulated. I hope it isn't anyone dear to you.
wow, a powerful poem that touched me. perhaps so profound because it echos the hurdles we must overcome as loved ones grow older
Dear Michael, The poem deals with a tragic subject in a light, yet real way. The mind works thus as it degrades. Well-done. Best, Hugh