Their Songs – Friday Writing Essential ( WWAW )

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Andrea’s prompt: 

I need the prompt today and for the next week or so to be unstructured. I don’t have a lot to give, and I apologize for that. Please take this opportunity to write about whatever my experiences bring to mind. What was it like when you went through similar things with your grandparents? Or have you yet to experience it? When did you first encounter Alzheimer’s or dementia? You could even talk about memories of your grandparents. Whatever you’d like.



Once upon a time

You were like a butterfly

Here and there and everywhere

Now you are stuck in a wheelchair


Once you sighed

Day in day out

“Why must I live so long?”

Now you’re blissfully content

You don’t remember

What you’ve ever said 







You live in a foreign land

Like most in the dining room today

The piano plays

Soft melodies of bygone years

I feel my eyes well up with tears


The tall young nurse’s belly

Carries a new life

My tears keep rolling

Gently rolling on


The nurse keeps smiling

Helping an old lady

“Come on love, up you go

One two three, well done

Hang on to your walker, dear”

The old soul, half her size

Slowly shuffles on


I shed one more tear

My wet eyes I wipe


The piano played

Their songs and mine.



Copyright © Irina Dimitric  2011.




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