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[title] => The man who haunts me
[time] => 2004-06-05 04:04:03
[hometext] => My uncle suffered a major stroke.It chokes me to see him how he is now.I hope people will understand why I wrote this
[bodytext] => They say I should visit more often Sit and talk for hours over times past While you look straight through me Those moments have gone for you Not even places in your memory Cruelly stolen by this disease With the other lost souls you sit Staring at walls, barely talking Prisoners of your own minds Each day a new day To relearn the present and bury the past Some thread of thought, some spark still exists You proudly announce your army rank and number Though you don't recall what you ate for lunch Do you really know me ? Or do I merely remind you who I am ? As a child I admired you My uncle made me laugh and smile The circle turns Now I watch you as a child Like I once was, barely able to dress and feed myself To those who judge Do not be hasty or harsh I am only guilty of remembering Recalling what he does not The gardens he tended with their winding steep paths By the white house in the shadow of grey cliffs Where foaming waters swirled beneath This is the image of the man I wish to see But he is gone for good Sadly just a shell My uncle replaced by a man who haunts me A journey crawling but lingering to the end [comments] => 4 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 32 [informant] => puppy_dog_eyes [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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