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It ran cold,
it ran hard,
towards the freedom,
it once had.
Being taken away,
while the World watched.
Where does it end?
What do we do,
to protect the lives
of the innocent child?
Cowardice, is a name
you often hear,
as Nations stand by
and do not take action,
to stop the maniacal
conduct of those
committing war crimes.
Stop it now, before it is
too late and other nations
exercise abuse of
Sovereign nation.

How are you today?
he asked from within.
It became very obvious,
she didn't know him.

Sitting and listening,
as my wife introduces
me as her husband,
again, once more,
to those at the Memory
Care Facility, who've heard
this story before.
She isn't aware of the
repetition. I do love it
when she tells them.

I write out the words
of love, in this life,
especially when I'm
thinking about my wife.
She's in a Memory care
home, the rest of her life,
never to return home,
to be with her family

I must leave
I say with a sigh
for it's time for bed
as the dawn draws nigh.
You are my friend
and hear my plea
to help me retain
my lost sanity.
Thank you now,
for all you have done,
to help me be
the original one.
Whatever that means.

First came the Sun
to warm up our day.
Then came the night
to cool the Sun ray.
A sprinkle of rain
brings green to plants,
also slugs and some ants.

Why do you worry,
Why do you cry?
I will not leave you,
Nor will I try.

You loved me before,
and you love me today,
as Dementia came calling
and took you away.
You tell me you love me,
I believe that is true
and I'll love you forever,
as I need to do.

Ever forward,
into the breech,
searching for answers,
I must seek,
the cause of
sadness which
causes us
to weep.
An experience
felt by many,
I know,
who may not
understand
material read
as they become
part of the
walking dead.
No imagination,
never a dream
about anything
happening in
the World today.
Seek out
the ignorance
and those
who proclaim,
their innocence,
when they
play the game.
Life is a
a game of
selection
and choice.
If you
are lucky,
you can rejoice,
as long as
you made
the right choice.
Live life
to the fullest,
be happy today,
before an illness
takes love away.

I am full of excitement, when I think of you,
and about all of the wonderful things which
happened to us during this life's fling.
You were the one person who I felt good
to be with. You gave me courage, when
I needed it most. Raising our children, you
did mostly alone, as I was travelling
during the week. I am so proud of the
children you raised, when I was only home
on the weekends.
Now it's my turn to take care of you.
I will visit you every day, to provide
the love and support you need.
I understand your desire, to always have
me near, knowing the Dementia, feeds
your fear.
I love you and will always say, I am
your servant and your husband.

When I write out these words
what do you see?
Do I explain to you
what is bothering me?
I don't wish to whine
but I will share the grief,
when I write words about
Dementia, the memory thief.

Westerly the wind,
a noted Chinook.
Warming the air,
promoting growth
of flowers and shrubs,
to brighten the Spring
and bring joy, is
what we need now.