He sits beside the window
Rocking to then fro
Soft thin reed sounds
Sweet caresses

Silver swirled through
Auburn hair
Can not dull
What eyes tell

He dwells
In yesterday
With her
In his arms

I bring him green tea
And biscuits
Sit for a bit
My head on his knee

Together
We
Dream

04/22/2003

Author's Note: For John an alzhimers patient who is once more with his love.

Posted on 04/23/2003
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