Apr 2015
Her face was eye catching,
A round face smiling at him.
Her lips curved beautifully,
Like arched bows aimed to release,
But he couldn't help but wonder where he'd seen her before.
For he knew that smile,
He did,
He knew he'd seen her before,
Somewhere,
Somehow.
It was Elena
The love of his life,
His soulmate.
His Pretty Woman, Sabrina and Allie.
A woman who surpassed both Athena and Scheherazade in wit and beauty.
He flashed a smile.
Her face was eye catching,
A round face smiling at him.
Her lips curved beautifully,
Like arched bows aimed to release,
But he couldn't help but wonder where he'd seen her before.
He just couldn't remember.
A round face smiling at him.
Her lips curved beautifully,
Like arched bows aimed to release,
But he couldn't help but wonder where he'd seen her before.
For he knew that smile,
He did,
He knew he'd seen her before,
Somewhere,
Somehow.
It was Elena
The love of his life,
His soulmate.
His Pretty Woman, Sabrina and Allie.
A woman who surpassed both Athena and Scheherazade in wit and beauty.
He flashed a smile.
Her face was eye catching,
A round face smiling at him.
Her lips curved beautifully,
Like arched bows aimed to release,
But he couldn't help but wonder where he'd seen her before.
He just couldn't remember.
I'm working with Alzheimer's disease and it's heartbreaking to see people in love not connect. It's frustrating for both sides of people and it's absolutely heartwrenching.
