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Behind your vacant stare,
Memories lie hidden,
Faltering and fleeting
The distant remembered,
The present, unrecallable.

Never afraid before
Shadows of freshly plastered seams
On my living room wall,
Now haunt you, transporting you
Back to the barbed-wire camps.

So vividly you recall
Your Nazi captors,
And your escape
Yet, it is my name that
Escapes you now.

Your smooth fingers glide nimbly
Over the piano keys.
You are at peace;
Lost in reveries,
Only to wake up
To a confused reality.

Although your memory is extinguishing,
On your delicate face,
A smile has found a permanent home.
Your gentle touch, warm eyes
Still illuminate my heart.

Hands joined, ancient and innocent
Float together on waves of love.

Grandfather Alexa Bryn
Alexa Bryn, 11
Hollywood, Florida

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