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Word bundles,
large and small.
tied by strings
of word constraint,
until a word picture,
is ready to paint.
Where are the words,
we use every day?
Have they been freed
and are now at play?
I'll use word bundles,
to craft a new song,
before my mind defaults,
into garbage. I say,
have a good morning,
have a good day.

Ne'er the day,
Ne'er the night,
Ne'er the time,
Ne'er the sight.
Always the love,
Ne'er the fight.

I love your smile,
seeing you now.
I wonder why
keeping our vow,
has become important.
I realize it now,
a commitment made,
promises to keep,
before the morning
and our next sleep.

I want to be with you
night and day.
Why did you start
pushing me away.
You say you love me,
I know it's true,
but in the next moment,
you'll say I don't like you.

Only one thing in life is certain.
Events experienced every day.
Keeping all the good thoughts,
The bad thoughts can go away.

Hide them in the corner
of your all-inclusive brain.
Keeping inside your head,
until you can no longer retain.

It will be later, when you know,
they appear and will cause strife
All the hidden fears,
will try to change your life.

Many are the tales,
stuck inside my head.
So many I will write,
some may not be said.

Tales of hate and love,
sweet tales for later,
about another life
which was much greater.

And suddenly
it was over,
for he was born anew.
No matter what
was said, He
did not want to
keep on living,
once his wife
was dead.
What's the point,
when I know
my wife and
first love was gone.
His wife
is still here,
on this day.
It is her memories,
which have gone away.
She has no remembrance,
of our history,
from before,
when we,
young and happy,
raised our children
and grandchildren.
Came and went away.
Twas when she had Dementia,
and every single day,
she lost more memory
until she couldn't
say my name.
I will miss my wife,
as I recall our memories
from the past,
no matter how much time
goes by, my memories
will last.

I have been living with my wife at a memory care facility since the middle of May. She has been diagnosed with Advanced Vascular Dementia-Alzheimer disease. I am with her 24 7's. I try to participate in all activities, with her so she will also be active. One such activity is a Sing along. I will sing with her old tunes,
such as, "When you wore a tulip, a bright yellow tulip and I wore a big red rose." These words are locked
in my brain and it has been difficult for me to hear other words. this early morning, I awoke with the following running in my head. Sorry but please bear with me as I attempt to clear the cobwebs of confusion.

Alfadore,
sat on the floor,
trying to look at ease.
I won't say anymore,
for I know I must appease,
the girl next door,
who lives under the floor
of my apartment
beneath the trees.
Give me a break,
it was my mistake
and shouldn't be all
of which you know,
for my life is quite good,
please be understood,
I am not rolling in dough.
Do you have much money,
he said to his honey,
down where the green grass grows,
for if you don't,
I most surely won't
stay and be waiting for you.

Forever the mountains.
Forever the day.
Forever my love,
Forever I'll stay.

Why am I so angry,
why am I upset?
What has upset me,
which I won't forget?

I know she sees me,
I am aware she doesn't know,
about our memories of love,
so many years ago.
Why am I angry and low,
I know she has no control.

It's a great life,
if you don't weaken.
Stay strong, you are
most important to all
your friends and family.
Be who you are,
not what others want
you to be.

Blue, the sky,
far above thee.
Life's the Sun,
wait for me.