Aphasia Poems

It like a song that has know ending

The tune gose on and on haunting

All the books you have read

Before have no meaning

A painting that’s beautiful but

Needs one more touch but you

Can’t remember were you put the brush

Its name is Aphasia

How beautiful it sounds

But how crul it is for the one that has it

It has no bounds

But when you find you are not alone

You cane sing a new song and who cares

If it gos on and on

And the book you can’t, dasent matter anmer

And the brush you cant find by a new one

And no matter how many times you forget my name

When you cam to Connect you will remember my face

        Sharon Smith

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