
Good morning my dear, now please don’t despair
I’ve kept to myself something now I must share
The vault of my memory was raided this year
Most of my yesterdays will soon disappear
This difficult task of remembering a thought
This chasm between what is history and not
Confusion's the fog that's erasing your name
Yet somewhere within I still carry your flame
Remember our joy, forgive me this sorrow
I love you today, but who knows tomorrow
My wish is I'm able to leave you with pride
To hide away thoughts of you somewhere inside
I’m bracing for anger and crocodile tears
But so far your presence still conquers my fears
I’m finding the thing I want mostly to do
Is sit and reflect on my memories with you
So let me express what remains in my head
Before I’m repeating things already said
Good morning my dear, now please don’t despair
I’ve kept to myself something now I must share
About the Creator
Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.


Comments (2)
OH, wow. I had a grandmother with Alzheimer's and this really meant a lot. It brought me to tears. What a perfect depiction– and your last line...
Astonishing Piece ❤️😉