The Web Poetry Corner - Phil Pochurek - The Alzheimers Cafe
The Alzheimers Cafe
by
Phil Pochurek
Everyone comes to the Alzheimers cafe
Where the menu is never the same
And everybody orders the soup of the day
But no one remembers your name.
Everyone comes to the Alzheimers cafe
Where everyone you meet is somebody new.
Don't worry if you forgot
What you were going to say
Because nobody's listening to you,
But everybody's smiling and looking your way
They just can't remember
What they were goin to do,
Or forgot what they were going to say.
At the Alzheimers cafe it's what ever day
The majority wants it to be.
Which is really quite nice if you like fish and rice
And for desert you can have creme brulee.