As Memory Fades


With my memory I relight the fire easily;

In my journey day after day,

I can go back to zero, of any story,

if I try hard enough.

With her memory, there is nothing

Nothing to which to return

Because there is nothing, no memory

of anyone or anything.

Now she is all alone, 

even with all of us around her;

she is alone within herself

and doesn’t even know that.

There are outbursts and then silence

Inside those you sense sadness and frustration,

and the emptiness within her touches

all of us right to the core.

I can easily go back to zero

But she is stuck at zero every step of the way;

yet she smiles, she laughs, eats and sleeps

as her remaining days unfold.