Waves of thinning memories rush to shore
Surprising me with a thunderous roar
Reminding, remembering for the last time
Before drowning into the dark side
Flashes of familiar faces
Whispers of lovely voices
I know them.
I knew them.
But now, I’m losing every bit of them
Little by little, then
All at once
Drops of water everywhere
Sending me off to my final bed
Soft, white cushion
A shiny cover
With sweet smelling flowers
Saying good bye.
Originally posted at https://theprose.com/jmasalgado