Memories, A Recognition Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Memories beckoning the good old days, wanting to be relived once again in recognition of a life that's been lived and is now
exhausted in years of aging.

Maturing, giving in to elastic moments that can no longer be lived and remembered in the future, a roundabout life now having no feelings or beliefs left.

For once they were in the throes of love and a life being lived, so alive and vibrant, but now dementia has taken it all away from us.