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Her Melted Mind
Orange and yellows danced in the trees
Swirled with your thoughts,
Jumbled on the ground.
You said the wrong time,
“Sunset” when it was sunrise.
This was the waiting-game for the frosty nights to come
I can still hear your cheers from the field
The love you gave me after.
Now, it’s just painful memories with the warmth of the past.
When the air turned cold,
Your brain froze
What was yesterday?
Is today, today?
As the days shortened, snow piled your mind
“I love you, I love you, I love you.”
You said with a powdery smile.
One half of your face tilted up
The other poisoned still from blustery nights.
I smile with my heart as the cold envelopes me.
“I miss you, in the past.”
Cool breezes blows tulips softly
Your thin hair swept across your face.
Ice turning to water as your mind thaws,
Melting, melting.
Birds are singing, your smile twinkling.
The knocking of woodpeckers
And your cane on the deck.
I see shimmers of love in your eyes,
But what are they saying?
Words are slurred with the wind that carries them
Pouring rain shatters the new grass---
A fresh start?
Leaves are green and the air is hot
You climb as high as the trees can take you
And you touch the sky.
Time stopped in the sun---
Can we stay here awhile?
Your mind has worn,
The heat tiring
Thunderstorms cloud your skull
Until you see us and smile---
Your head clear as day
I wish that time wouldn’t change,
That it would be this warm forever.
But it grows icier by the minute,
I love you.
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I wrote this poem in inspiration from my nana who has dementia. She and I were very close in the past, somewhat now but not the same. I wrote this poem to compare my nana's dementia and how bad it can be, to other days where she can be happy and content. I used the seasons that change in New England to help this portray this idea as the seasons can change and be abrupt in their changes.