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Dementia

Dementia

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Now and then

She opens her eyes

And stares fixedly into space.

Eyes that sometimes flicker

But show no sign of recognition.


Eyes that once flashed with anger

Twinkled with amusement

Or welled up with remorse

Now seem vacant.


But sometimes, when I pray out loud

The eyes blink

And the fingers twitch.

Maybe, in the deep recesses of her mind

Memories are stirred

Of familiar sounds

And long lost words.


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