She went where echoes meet the rain,
Beyond the door, beyond the pain.
She asked again, “Where’s my purse?”
Time loops back—each moment a verse.
The noon was bright, but not for her.
She moved like mist—unsure, unsure.
I wrap her in that mustard thread,
Love worn thin, yet never dead.
......
I used to have a good memory,
but I’ve forgotten where it’s gone.
And some people get so ornery
when I forget and things go wrong.
Getting older is full of problems
and the aging process is unkind.
I lost my marbles and other items
when life moved on and left me behind.
You wondered at the room
Like you never been there before
As you began to sit down and stare
I can see the confusion
But you lived here less than two decades
I recognise you are close to the end
If you go, promise me this
Don't let go of the memories we shared
I'll promise I will have yr name
Tattooed to my soul forever
......
She went where echoes meet the rain,
Beyond the door, beyond the pain.
She asked again, “Where’s my purse?”
Time loops back—each moment a verse.
The noon was bright, but not for her.
She moved like mist—unsure, unsure.
I wrap her in that mustard thread,
Love worn thin, yet never dead.
......
You wondered at the room
Like you never been there before
As you began to sit down and stare
I can see the confusion
But you lived here less than two decades
I recognise you are close to the end
If you go, promise me this
Don't let go of the memories we shared
I'll promise I will have yr name
Tattooed to my soul forever
......
I used to have a good memory,
but I’ve forgotten where it’s gone.
And some people get so ornery
when I forget and things go wrong.
Getting older is full of problems
and the aging process is unkind.
I lost my marbles and other items
when life moved on and left me behind.