Thief in the Night


theif in the night

It comes a thief in the night

takes my beloved piece by piece

Leaves the fright

That will never cease.

We laugh and we cry

They are still there sometimes

and then I don’t know why

Don’t care if it rhymes.

It steals her away bit by bit

A memory here and there

I can tell when it

comes by her blank stare.

It came to our door way

and will do as it will please,

Day by broken hearted day,

This Alzheimer disease.

Featured Image -- 6793

Thank you to my fellow blogger who inspired this poem.

View original post


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s