BROTHER

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

It seemed to be
A picture framed
A snapshot caught
In minds refrain
A thought that carried
Upon a wing
A moment trapped
A wretched thing.

You know my face
Though my name has gone
From within the fog
Like a favourite song
Your outward gaze
That looks afar
To an empty room
Its door ajar.

You call me by
Another name
I just agree
There is no blame
A forgotten brother
Still by your side
Until Alzheimers 
From us to hide.

  • Author: nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 17th, 2026 03:56
  • Comment from author about the poem: My older brother with Alzheimers
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