Today I awoke in a different place.
I know no name.
I know no face.
I turn my head to hide a tear.
I feel her near.
Not expecting such love
To wipe away my fear.
As she holds my hands,
A smell of Jelly Beans is in the air.
Muffled voices come through the door.
'He needs these pills and 4 more.'
'He didn't sleep much last night.'
'Not sure how much longer he can survive this fight.'
I cry out, so they all can hear,
'I am not ill.'
'I don't need a pill.'
'Leave me alone.'
'I JUST WANT TO GO HOME!'
'Please calm down.'
I heard her say,
In a loving voice
With a gentle tone.
'Husband, Dear, you are at home.'
And as I closed my eyes to sleep.
'I hear my child's whisper near my ear.'
'Lord, let him remember me tomorrow.'
'But, should he not recognize my face
Or even know my name.'
'Let him awaken in that special place.
Where he knows he's loved.'
Copyright - Paulette Francesca Sedgwick
|Difficult but beautiful. You have captured the essence of that poem incredibly well. DGD|
09/08/12 (1:47) (report this comment)
|I get the feeling that this poem is about alzheimer's or dementia would I be right?
A sad but beautifully written poem.|
08/08/12 (17:12) (report this comment)
|Read the rest of the story to my poem on my website Female Imagination - Thankyou http://femaleimagination.wordpress.com/2012/08/08/being-in-love-with-someone-with-alzheimers/|
08/08/12 (17:08) (report this comment)
|its hard for the carers too|
08/08/12 (17:07) (report this comment)
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