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The Saga of Earl the Egg

a birthday gift to my mom many years ago!

Dementia's Song (Dedicated To My Grandmother)

Layer on layer of life is upon me.
I'm old now, withered and weak.
I'm strapped in a chair,
the strangers surround me.
Days pass before I speak.

Who are these strangers
and what are they to me,
prodding and pushing about?
They feed me and bathe me,
they clothe me and nurse me,
But none of them let me out.

Who is this woman who hugs me
and holds me?
Why won't she leave me alone?
She says I'm her mother,
but must mean some other,
For I have been left on my own.

I once had a home with children to fill it.
They went away...I'm left behind.
Now I sit, lonely. Crying, "If only
I could get out of my mind!"

I fade in and out,
for brief little moments,
my memory passes by.
Before I can grasp it
and know of its meaning,
I don't remember to try.

I end up confused
and often I weep.
I don't even know why I should?
I'm drowning in death,
and yet go on living.
How could this be any good?

It's cruel to keep me!
It goes against nature!
I should have passed on long ago.
To be with my Maker,
in comfort and caring.
If only this could be so.

This sure isn't living.
It's only existing!
And that, so poor at best.
God lay down beside me.
Please hold me and guide me,
and grant me my day of rest.

*I love you grandma!

Boy And Dog!



Dag nab it! How do you post them right-side-up???