A mist that covers each day's new thought

and lack of memory for things once taught

familiar things from days gone past

remain the only thoughts that last.

Alone is felt each bright new day

but brightness doesn't last the way

it lasted once in days gone by

for now is shadowed by hazy skies.

The simple things we all once knew

are scattered now, and facts are few

And even faces, though familiar be

still names escape the memory.

Facts turn to questions, what's known is lost

isolation surrounds.

It's such a cost!!

Yet, amid all this (though hard it be)

a warm ray of light can still be seen

Walking in hope as a new way is found

By walking together, new joy can abound.

A smile, a touch and kind, gentle ways

can soften confusion and calm upset days.

A new way of doing and patience to show

can help all the helpless, and new love can grow.

We can look for the victory in each day gone by

and refuse to succumb to a dark, clouded sky.

For even a dark cloud has a lining unseen

a lining of hope and a lining of dreams.

A lining of comfort as soft as a dove

a lining of silver and unquestionable love!!

Lori Anton