Helen
Dear Helen,
I enjoy our talks every other week
when I come to visit you.
Every time is like the first,
I've heard all of your stories,
and I might be able to recite them now,
Word for word.
I know when I leave
that you won't remember that I came.
When I come back I'll introduce myself,
you'll do the same.
You live in the Alzheimer's and Dementia home I volunteer at.
You may not know me but I know you,
and I look forward to meeting you,
again and again.
Sincerely a new old friend,
Kilee
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