She says hello
But I wonder if she sees me
Or if she sees someone new
I wonder if she cries
When she remembers
Asking who I am.
Does she smile every day
When she sees the flowers?
Does she think them from
A suitor or a friend?
Perhaps she remembers
Picking daisies
Twining them in a chain.
I wonder what its like
With everyday new again.
When she wakens to a new day
Does she see through
The eyes of a child or a teen?
I wonder if she stays in
Her happiest years, or
If she dwells in her deepest fears.
I wonder if she ever
Sees me for who I really am
Or if I'm someone new every day?
When she says goodbye
I wonder if she'll ever
Open her eyes to see me again.
Author notes
10. Write a poem from the perspective of a person whose mate/parent has Alzheimer’s.
Any sense of structure was not intentional, as a warning.
I have had only a passing intimacy with Alzheimer's. When I was young I volunteered at a nursing home and there was an old man who used to visit his neighbor everyday and bring her bits of all the plants he had in his room. (He had everything from flowers to peppers, it was really quite amazing.) As far as I know, he wasn't related to her, but he liked to bring her things. I always thought it was very sweet of him. (I was also envious of his green thumb. He had some of the best peppers!)
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Comments
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this is a great write. it is terrible for those who have to deal with this situation, i can't imagine how painful it is, and i pray that i don't have to go through it. thanks for entering!
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We do wonder what these people with this terrible disease go though - but I think it is really only us who worry - they do not. Easy to read and understand what you are saying in these lines.
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