Grasping at Shadows..
Come on over here and sit for awhile
It’s been some time. I’ve missed your gentle smile
Tell me all that has happened since I saw you last
And I’ll tell you some stories from the distant past
Some days they seem like dreams, not real at all
Like long forgotten memories, too difficult to recall
No matter how hard we try or do or say
Some days, they seem so elusive, so far away
Grasping at shadows, only to be denied
They bob and weave like flotsam upon the tide
And come and go, with the ebb and flo
Were they real or fantasy, impossible to know.
No concept of time and space
No recollection of a name or a face
When the mind wanders where does it go ?
To the place of memories and dreams of long ago.
“Away with the Fairies” – they used to say
Alzheimer’s or dementia they call it today
So many people suffer from this disease
Playing tricks with the mind and memories.
Some days are good, some days are bad
Some memories are happy, some are so sad
The present and the past often become entwined
Such are the mysteries and wonders of the mind.
For family and friends it can be so sad
As they remember you and the good times they had
So make the most of your time, making memories today
Because you never know when they will fade away.
C Denis Murphy 01 August 2020.