'A Thief Named Alzheimer'

“A Thief Named Alzheimer” As a child I remember running, jumping and enjoying life. Never giving a moment thought, to life’s other plight. I remember dancing, singing, and wishing on falling stars. Making plans for my future, plans that never went far. I remember eating whatever my heart’s desired, without the guilt. I remember flirting and stirring up desires, in boys nicely built. All these things I remember from my yesteryears, long gone by. But when you’re the victim of Alzheimer, those memories get buried inside. You no longer remember the beaches, on that one hot summer’s day. You no longer drive your car, because you keep losing your way. The faces of friends and family, have all but now faded away It’s so hard to remember, anything any more, or even what is today. Alzheimer is a thief; it sneaks up on your life when you least expected. It breaks your heart; it breaks soul, and leaves you feeling disconnected. How much longer will I remember, remember all my yesterday? How much longer will I talk about it, before forgetting what more to say? Written November 13th, 2001 © on Nov 13 2001 09:24 AM PST   0 • 1