Philip W. Smith, MD
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My memory is like a kite
in the wind,
fluttering almost free of time's cord.
If it catches on the branches of regret,
I can barely bring it back!
Mother are you there?
I would dwell in your embrace,
refuge from chaos—
or is it only my gentle nurse,
lifting me into bed? She knows.
Shadowy shapes terrify again;
but a strong, assuring touch
soothes the little child then,
Father, are you there?
Moon, you surely can remember
when you and she and I
met and laughed and danced.
For 30 years we almost understood.
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Smith PW. Senescence. Ann Intern Med. 1990;113:486. doi: 10.7326/0003-4819-113-6-486_2
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Published: Ann Intern Med. 1990;113(6):486.
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