Aphasia

Imagine a bookcase filled to the brim,
with pages all bound in red leather.
Each leaf has a word, strategically placed
for our brain to gain access whenever.

Now the books they are pulled down on to the floor,
each page has been ripped out and tossed.
The word you must find has blown out with the breeze
and to you and your brain it is lost.

So this is the challenge that my sufferers face,
to search for the words that have gone.
They live out their days, playing charades
'til their timing on this earth is done