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Some other day,
I want to run
and hide.

You can't.
a voice did chide.
I know I can't
nor will I ever,
run away, for
that's not
who I am.

Please, please,
just go away.

Another year,
Another season,
Another time,
Another reason.

Why must our lives
be so difficult now.
Please tell me, please
I can't fix it. I don't know how.

I see you once,
every few days.
You radiate beauty,
like moonbeam rays.

One of the points,
I see about you,
a radiant smile,
a pleasant view.

I speak in words,
hard to understand,
mostly slang words,
in this your new land.

Today is the first day of
the rest of your life's journey,
take little steps as you move
along, try not to be in a hurry.

Off we go,
once again.
A new task,
making my head spin.

Alone, by myself,
I hope to endure,
doing the task,
with minimal fear.

What lies ahead,
for today and tomorrow.
At this point in time,
it's heartache and sorrow.

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 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.

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.

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

A great wasteland,
is what we are,
of collectible souls,
near and far.

Lost souls are gathering,
in hidden recess of the mind.
Having succumbed, lost
away, escaped. You won't find.