Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Every Day A New Mourning Comments

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Considered once a creative man, whose mind
Was charged with life and learning, now at 86,
He sits and looks away in fleeting recollection.
Each day, like a dark shade of mildew,
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Lynn W. Petty
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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 26 January 2016

Nice one...10No more blossoms You need to plan accordingly Choose he path rightly Go in for meditation Or stay happy with isolation People may have no time for you You only have to go through With change of time Remember your early days sometimes This is unavoidable phase Everybody have to face Though it is not liked or referred But it is natural offer

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Roseann Shawiak 26 January 2016

Dementia does this and it's so hard to live with, your words struck home with me as my husband has dementia. It is just like this, living with him. My heart goes out to you Lynn, it's painful to see this happening. Thank you for shedding light on effects of dementia on the person and those around them. Very significant words in your poem. Thank you for sharing it. RoseAnn

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