Bouquets of love lasting a lifetime - even through
dementia of age.
Thoughts and words fractured in minds of forgetfulness,
not having a route to travel back into normalcy,
shifting thought to yesterday's memories.
Without delay, love still vacantly stares into eyes of spouses, holding them tightly in sorrowful hearts.
As life turns abruptly away from those who were always
there for each other.
Life ending in atmospheres of sorrow for what once was
held closely in spirit.
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