A Woman With Alzheimer's

She sits alone in her little room, stares out the window, and watches the
world outside.

She used to be a part of that busy little universe, but that seems like
another lifetime ago.
In that other lifetime, she used to be "Queen of the scene", but now she is
just another number.
Her hopes and dreams were to change the world and to make a better place of
it. Now she watches the world, detatched from it, afraid of the dangers
around every corner.
She just can't seem to think of her name right now, or which shoe goes on
which foot, but that's ok, the girls in white will be coming around soon to
remind her.
Perhaps I will make the one with the curly hair my daughter again
today....She likes the one with the curly hair, because she always puts her
hair in pretty ribbons like she wore when she was young and beautiful.
Perhaps the one with the curly hair will dress me in my favorite red dress,
so that I can be "Queen of the Scene" once again.

By......Laura Josselyn 1989
Thank you Laura for this lovely poem!