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Vanishing Memories

memories fall from her
family tree scattered
by a cruel wind
she tries to catch them
with outstretched
arms, to rake them into
a pile so she can jump in
to scoop them into a basket
and save them to fertilize
her failing brain
they tease her, swirling
around like smoke then
flying away beyond her grasp
she picks up the ones that
fall at her feet but they are
dry and crumbly dissolving
into dust in her frail fingers

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I am a reader, a writer, and a snapper of photos

13 thoughts on “Vanishing Memories

  1. Sadness fills me with your words…

    “memories fall from her
    family tree scattered
    by a cruel wind”

    Sorry, it took longer to visit you – hope you enjoyed OLN.

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