Words still rattle
within my head.
Hurtful words,
if I had said
or talked about
the latest;
a slow step into
Alzheimers, for she
knows not the names
of what she sees
or where things
are in the house.
Doesn't know any names
in the abode.
Always needs to be told
which way to go.
There is no memory,
except for...
there is no memory.