Illustration by Poet Rummager

Jeans faded like memories.
Blue is the color she wears.
Love unravels in her pocket.
Torn smiles impossible to repair.
The buttons hang by a thread.
She won’t think to mend any
and pulls on them instead.


I’m going to spend this weekend with my friend, Pat, who has been diagnosed with dementia. I’ve witnessed her steady decline over the four years I’ve known her. I have a feeling this may be my last time with her. Since last Sunday, she has now called me, on the phone, fifteen times; forgetting what we’ve talked about and sounding frightened.

Sheldon Kleeman’s work, “Wrangler” also inspired this poem. Click HERE to visit my friend, Shel!