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Will you say, tomorrow
what you said today
and relive the sorrow,
that's here to stay?

The rippling of fast water,
Across moss laden stone,
With gurgling, bubbling sound,
Slashing water, here and there,
Brings back memories
Of the freshest of air.
Standing on the bank,
Of this beautiful sight,
Makes my senses soar,
With so much delight.

The Mouse sat in the corner,
Not where it was supposed to be.
A frightened, little Mouse,
Much like you and me.
His world was quite different
And he thought he should flee,
But the warmth was better here,
Than life outside, under the tree.

Dementia, a disease, that is most unkind,
While it attacks our loved ones mind.
A very slow process, coming in stages,
Of forgetfulness and sometimes rages.
To see your loved one, fading away
And know that she won't recall today,
Can be painful for you and me,
As you see all of the uncertainty
That they deal with every, single day.
That sinking feeling, that never goes away.
A sudden illness; we ask God why,
This hideous disease of the long goodbye.

I go to the garden
to seek for thee.
I search all around
and then I do see,
the most favored of spots
where you and I agree
to pledge of our love
for an eternity.

When the Sun falls upon your face
and I am there to caress,
It is the most pleasant of times
for me, to find my happiness.

There's no day like tomorrow
for it may never come,
if the worries of today,
causes us to succumb.

The wind in the Willows,
The shimmering breeze,
Branches, rubbing together
In the largest of trees.
Needles falling to ground
Covering the old debris,
Of twigs and small branches
And the wet, fallen leaves.

Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 - 1926) Bohemian-Austrian poet and novelist

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