
White Flowers
Get me the white flowers the ones we planted in ’78 the ones that grew over the garden gate the Continue reading
Get me the white flowers the ones we planted in ’78 the ones that grew over the garden gate the Continue reading
Her mind was on the brink but they’d be forever linked In her hand she clutched his service medal He Continue reading
Good morning the crow croaks out his warning the sands of time flow back as well as forward even the Continue reading
Join me in the pod for a look at dementia, the world and much more..
Finally we say goodbye, 2017 Memories up in smoke Drifting into the sky, joining with the clouds You weren’t there Continue reading
Is it extravagant to hope for dignity Gifts wrapped in bows but no one gives you affinity You’re still there Continue reading
“Ok Daddy, can I bring teddy? “Yes Patricia but you must hurry, we need to get in the shelter.” Patricia Continue reading
Dear Dementia, In France I’m “une homme vieux” “A man who is old” In English I’m an “old man” Please Continue reading