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Come to me,
oh, paradise of love.
Bring forth your charm,
from your treasure trove

She was dressed in blue,
which matched her eyes.
A voice so lovely
it provoked many sighs.

She flowed across,
the dance floor, wide.
My desire was
to be by her side.

Strange how memories,
sometimes are ready made.
Remembrance's flow
and then they fade.

I write words of yesterday,
today and the coming tomorrow.
Days of seasonal change
and about those days of sorrow.

Days of sadness,
memories of a past sorrow,
lost in Demented brain,
with nothing left to borrow.

When clouds race up above,
with rain drops, cool weather,
it's time to go where it's warm
to watch football together.

I lived in the country,
she lived in town.
I was a country bumpkin,
she was my "Alice blue gown."

I tried to pick her hup,
when I was in town.
Her response to me,
"Get lost you creep", was renown.

Now, I reflect about our
66 + years together.
Funny how life sometimes,
is changeable, like the weather.

I look in the mirror,
what do I see,
an elderly man,
looking at me.

He looks familiar,
at first glance.
Was his life lucky
when he had a chance?

Late in the day
of a Fall afternoon,
when laughter will wane,
before its begun

Nothing is forever,
no matter how hard you try,
the ones you love will say goodbye.

Go suffer the Fools, blindly
and other oddities.

Why do Idiots reign supreme?
What must we do to correct,
obvious errors, in business
or government?

We entrust others, with millions
of dollars in tax monies,
yet we do not perform Due
Diligence on Safeguarding the funds.
Why? Why?

Loneliness.
How can you be lonely,
when surrounded by residents
and staff?
Easy, we rely on families and
friends, when living in our home.
Coworkers are many, when
you are employed.

Hidden inside,
this head of mine,
in the darkest recess,
where joy does not shine,

are dreaded thoughts,
about loves of mine,
having difficulties
in this life's design.

Life can be like building
beach sandcastles, in play.
Careful, there is stress,
as waves take the castles away.

Another Hump Day,
now in the book.
Happiness and sadness,
at first look.

The noise quickly changed,
from subtle to a roar,
as residents with walkers,
moved around the floor.