Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore

Walking through that door
Outside we came nowhere at all
Perhaps the answers here
Not there anymore

She brightens up when she sees me.  There is recognition.

But she sits down, she is tired.  It’s at the end of the day.   It was convenient for me to come at this time and I had established a routine of going to dinner just to get her out and something to do.  She is glad to see me, however, she fades in the chair.

“What are we doing?”

I say what we are doing.  Going to dinner.

Recognition flickers.

House of four doors
You’ll be lost now forever
House of four doors
Rest of life’s life forever
“You tired?”
“Yes”
“Want to rest for awhile?”
“Yes”
She sits back and rests, falls asleep.
Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore.

House of four doors
I could live there forever
House of four doors
Would it be there forever?
We celebrated her 95 birthday.
mom_95
Enter in all ye who seek to find within
As the plaque said on the last door
Time it was
And what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence
A time of confidences

 

Long ago it must be

I have a photograph 

Preserve your memories
They’re all that’s left you.

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