Drifting On A Memory Poem by Lore Me34

His eyes now have a far away stare.
His body is here but his mind is elsewhere.
A place from long ago that may not even exist in this world anymore.
But it exists in his mine.
He is lost in time.
They say you can never get time back.
I guess that the secret gift that Alzheimer give when it attacks.
It turns back the clock of your mine to a happier time.
Alzheimer leaves you forever at sea drifting on a memory.