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Medicine-Woman-Seeking-Solitude-1915-courtesy-Library-of-Congress

You’d think by now
I’d remember…
what words were said (that day)
How many lives
could we have passed
were lost along the way…
I’ve wandered long,
the same back roads
were there before (but when)…
I’ve walked in fields (I know)
where once we loved
(when love began)…

I’ve watched another sky
we watched (was younger then by far)…
Before the whole world watched,
we knew the moon
(we knew the stars)…
Were moments we would lie
awake…(for just a moment more)…
would cling to every
shadow (we became…)

what promise I could make
(I’ve made before)….

For all I know of seasons passed
there’s others I believe…
I may not have the words,
but there is proof…
(I couldn’t leave)…

I have these hands…
you cried into…ten thousand
nights ago…
A world of songs (and I
would always listen)…
(the only) one to know…
between the melodies…
I yearned to hear the lullabye…
the same as mine…
I have the proof
(of reason)….
(here am I)…

Was evermore
I thought had passed…
…mere words (it seems) have not…

…you’d think by now
I’d remember….(this)
what my soul
has ne’er forgot…

Another moon…
another lifetime (pulled away)…
will then I search for
evidence…
these paths (I recognize)…
a somewhere (soon)
as words became..
the least of love (to prove)
will then I find (as I have now)
the truth…within
your eyes….

Author’s Note: I feel some sense of obligation to note the
inspiration for this piece. I visited with a family member recently
who suffers from Alzheimers. Although there are many whom
should be remembered, at times they are not. Yet, without exception,
and for reasons previously unclear, I am received with
a warm and genuine smile.

I do not believe that it is my physical presence that
causes such a response….rather, I believe it is a recognition
of love. I may live long past my dearest memories, but know
I will (always) recognize love….

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