|Reviews for Senile|
| John-the-H-is-silent chapter 1 . 5/14
Gosh. I like this one a lot. Memories. ::sigh:: You did a good job of conveying how we can sometimes get lost in memories. "Wouldn't know the damn difference between then and currently. She was forgetful, sometimes, disoriented and confused, and she felt much older than she was." Those lines spoke to me. I like how you end it. This was a really good take on what it might be like to go senile. A sad poem. But true. Thanks for writing it.