Author's Note:
Loop poems are hard to write. To me, they often sound like a repetitive jumble, so I thought I'd embrace that observation by writing this in the voice of a confused, repetitive old lady with jumbled memories.

I heard the situation described in this poem when I was visiting an older friend in an old folks' home several years ago. The memory of one of the residents had deteriorated to the extent that it'd wound back to vivid memories of her first love. Her lengthy marriage was a mystery to her -- she no longer recognized her husband of 65-years' duration.

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