He wanders alone searching...

Silent is the grave yard

Bare are the trees

While a grey ghost

Sits slumped on a tombstone

Marked, but not of his name.

Sad, forlorn, tired, he grieves.

In life he had dementia

And now having just died

With unfinished business

He remains searching..

For his marked grave.

He cannot remember his name.

Reviews

[Gee]

Clever as well as amusing,the ladies must love him!!!!Nice Andrew

[andrew mitchell]

cheers Gee

[John Alexander McFadyen]

As always you find an 'off centre' subject or approach. And in this you did both. The image of the ghost with dementia is so sad.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you john, dementia is sad for all!