Muddle up

Wirstaleese

I get your name wrong. 

Muddling up lyrics to a song

Forgetting that big ben goes bong

My memory has almost gone. 

 

You are always by my side 

Taking me in your stride. 

Making sure my laces are tied. 

Given me a breakfast, that is fried. 

 

I get your name wrong. 

Muddling up lyrics to a song 

Forgetting that big Ben goes bong. 

My memory has almost gone. 

 

 

 

  • Author: Doris Taylor (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 6th, 2022 23:02
  • Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem to spread awareness of dementia. This is close to my heart.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 8
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