Grief of AlzheimerA Poem by Tony HwilkaTrovli 10 word contestI hear a voice that dwells inside my head while I sleep. In the gray mass of oblivion I emerge from infancy.
At a loss for answers, I wander far and deep for someone to guide me answer my questions. Why -- why am I here?
This is not my garden these are not my flowers. They come to the nursery to take me home. © 2008 Tony HwilkaAuthor's Note
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9 Reviews Added on August 17, 2008 Last Updated on August 21, 2008 AuthorTony HwilkaWillingboro, NJAboutIn the land of poetry I've been very luckly. I have had my own poetry show on radio station WTTM Trenton N.J. reading my poetry from 1982 -- 1990. Was president of the Southern Poets of N.J. and still.. more..Writing
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