vincent armone (1/24/70 / Brooklyn)
For my father winter brings with it the sun downing.
summers dog days pass and his state goes unchanged.
that is until the dark ANGRY winter once again brings the sun downing.
Brief flashes of the man he used to be sometimes appear.
his family first, his children his life.
then winter comes and snaps him back to present state of thought.
all his sleepless nights and months for this we thank the sun downing.
Us his family suffer from the mystery that is now his mind.
doctors only guess whats wrong, we follow directions.
but the winter winds howl and dad turns to the beast.
we thank the sun downing.
So dads here but in body only.
with age brings this terrible diesese and the sun downing
Takes the rest.
dedicated to all those living with someone with alzheimers
you are not alone
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