Nothing Worse
We all have stories in our heads that pop up now and again.
It gives us joy at remembering what it was like back then.
These memories become so precious & cherished days of the past.
We keep them in a special place, in hopes those memories last.
But when we get older, those memories can get confused.
Some of them you still have, others you sometimes lose.
When you get older, those memories help so much.
They fill a void in your heart, they add a special touch.
So why are they taken from you when you need them the most?
Why can’t you remember them so you can talk about and boast?
It has the name of Alzheimer’s or Dementia which has an awful sound.
It takes away the person you are when others come around.
Old age wouldn’t be so terrible if it would let you keep your past.
So you could draw on it daily & your loneliness wouldn’t last.
There are so many diseases that are more painful that’s true .
But there is nothing worse or more frightening in life, than losing you.
Written by,
Bonnie May
John
Knowing, waiting, that can be named nothing worse...
A compassionate poem.
Georg
Powerful pen you've written, Bonnie; very well done! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Blessings,
Joyce B.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.