SHIFTING SANDS(Jane Lockyer Willis) SHIFTING SANDS

You understand, don't you
that I no longer do,
But my eyes smile just the same,
yet I can't recall your name.

Have I met you before,
How much do you know,
How long will you stay,
And why don't you go?

You understand, don't you
that I no longer do,
Yet I feed and sleep and eat
just as you do.

My bed is not my own
that much is true,
The nurses come, they go
some old, some new.

You understand, don't you
that I no longer do,
Unlearning every day
The narrowing of my view.

When you have gone from here
Your memory intact,
Write on a card my name
and send it back.

Poem c: Jane Lockyer Willis

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