Exceptional A poem about Alziemers Memories by bob cullen

Memories The old gate's hanging open Like it always did His mind's now much the same Memories are struggling to stay alive There's no heat where once there was flame The cows are long gone The paddocks are bare As is the tree where we kids would climb Memories are lost in a haze that's unfair It's like poetry that's begging for rhyme Off to Nanna's and Pa's Every second weekend Two hours of fighting cramped in a car Memories don't mean nothing no more There's no close, things now are so far She opened the door Let yesterday in Saw a smile rise on his face Memory is here, it'll be gone in a flash Replaced by an empty meaningless space Now yesterday's faded The friends are still there In his mind he's alone in his room Memory loss is such a sad cruel thing It brings death long before there's a tomb Recognized Author Notes This is a rewrite of a poem posted previously. I was never quite happy with the original version. In a sense it is the story of my father-in-law

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