I searched your hollow eyes
for my face, elbowed my way
through memories to see
if even a sliver of mirror
held my reflection.
All I found were wisps of blond hair
and a little girl clinging to the edge
of the drowning pool crying
she’d never learned to swim.
Gone, pulled under by the rapids
of erasing I watched myself disappear.
Mama blinked and spoke, “I can’t find my baby.”
©Susie Clevenger 2019
Alzheimer's Foundation of America
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