There we were playing,
Playing a match,
Playing against a team,
A team I used to play for
I knew them all.
Then came the game,
The game that saddened me
Against a friend,
A friend I had not seen,
Not seen for a while.
Onto the lawn we went
And started to hit the balls,
But it was so sad.
This man I knew
Was different,
He was confused,
Confused about the game,
The game he had played forever.
A very good player
Who had beaten me,
Beaten me in the past,
But he was not the same.
His mind was confused
I had to keep correcting him.
Yes I beat him,
Beat him easily,
But this was not the man,
The man I once new.
What had happened to him?
Where had his mind gone?
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A friend that I had not seen for a while had become confused in his mind, I feel so sad about this.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
A fine write Gold. Happened to me. I wrote to them in a Care Home and they thought I was persecuting them.
Thanks Orchi.
Mental changes as sad or more so than physical changes a tragic write Gold
They certainly are soren, my wife died from dementia so I know it very well.
A ndy
A very sad write that will be familier to so many, nicely expressed
Very true Tobani. Thank you.
Andy
You are very welcome, and best wishes to your friend
Bless him. 🌹
Thank you Teddy.
Andy
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