...free from Alzheimer’s.A Poem by HuwBetween four & eight years they reckon. Stages? about seven they say Maybe three years of quality time during which I can still function I might remove my mattress and buy a coffin sleep in it every night so when I fail to wake just close the lid and lower me into that dark deep to sleep until the last day until I hear that final trump Then head for home home at last and free from the confines of time and free from Alzheimer’s. © 2018 HuwReviews
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