Lost Memory

They’d spent fifty eight years together,

they’d both grown old

He & the woman he’d vowed to have and hold,

There were pictures spread out on his bedroom floor

of the places they’d been, & people they knew before

He was showing them to her, hoping something would click

There was no denying it, for months now she’d been sick

There were times she didn’t even know her name

It tore up his heart seeing her that way, 

By:J.N.R Dutton