Dementia is framed as burdensome. It is something deep-down, we all fear. Part six of a series I've written while my caring for my elderly mother.
Moral dilemma on love, what to do in the end. Ominous Dreams II (Thriller) will be published Saturday morning finished last night just tweaking it and is definitely better then the prequel. See Omin...
When does a life cease to be a life worth living? Some questions are just too hard... Part eight in this series. Won't pretend I didn't struggle with this piece.
100 Word NYC Midnight Micro-Fiction Challenge Practice
Genre: Romance Action: Knitting Word: Organ
Many people see the elderly as almost a burden of society. But when i see a man or women with grey hair, a wrinkled body.
It reminds all who enter that no matter how cold or harsh the world may seem, there is always a place where warmth and coziness can be found,
An old song sung by a widow, who lives by the sea.
I don't really know what inspired me, I find my self lost in my thoughts sometimes and this was one of those endeavors.
Somebody in there elder days never knows when they will pass away.
This Senior’s view of our world suffering from Covid-19, lockdowns, protests and wars etc.
Source: http://forums.familyfriendpoems.com/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=161001
Dementia is framed as burdensome. It is something deep-down, we all fear. Part six of a series I've written while my caring for my elderly mother.
Moral dilemma on love, what to do in the end. Ominous Dreams II (Thriller) will be published Saturday morning finished last night just tweaking it and is definitely better then the prequel. See Omin...
When does a life cease to be a life worth living? Some questions are just too hard... Part eight in this series. Won't pretend I didn't struggle with this piece.
100 Word NYC Midnight Micro-Fiction Challenge Practice
Genre: Romance Action: Knitting Word: Organ
Many people see the elderly as almost a burden of society. But when i see a man or women with grey hair, a wrinkled body.
It reminds all who enter that no matter how cold or harsh the world may seem, there is always a place where warmth and coziness can be found,
An old song sung by a widow, who lives by the sea.
I don't really know what inspired me, I find my self lost in my thoughts sometimes and this was one of those endeavors.
Somebody in there elder days never knows when they will pass away.
This Senior’s view of our world suffering from Covid-19, lockdowns, protests and wars etc.
Source: http://forums.familyfriendpoems.com/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=161001