Altzheimer’s: My Daddy is Evaporating or THANK GOD IT’S RAINING

Altzheimer's
THANK GOD IT’S RAINING
the urine ran
into a puddle
at his feet.
Daddy
stepped aside
so no one would
suspect
it was his.
————-
turn, turn, turn
the tick-tock thunderstorm of time
turns, turns, turns.
(this poemette is for all of the caregivers out there in the world like my mother who are taking care of all of the “evaporating” Daddies in the world.)


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