Stripped of reason, mind naked to the world
She struggles with her dismal reality!
Afraid, uncertain, she withdraws into herself
Where sadly, she increasingly retreats
To the only place she finds solace!
No recognition in her quizzical stare.
Why do they call her mother? Grandmother?
They are complete strangers and yet
At times familiarity nudges her addled mind
And a knowing smile lights up her face.
These are the moments when life
Filled with promise and hope
Lifts her spirits and she soars!
But the lucidity never lasts
And she is thrown without mercy
Into that blackest of places
Where she waits alone.
© Annabel Sheila
Ron
Daniel
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY
I guess there are many of us who have lost family members this way. So sad, and so hard to cope with for family.
You've made it very realistic in this piece--good for anyone to read, to gain understanding of what it's like.
Connie
Mark
Such a strong line and you evoke such a sincerity that makes the reader ache.
Great rendering of dementia and caring.
it all in these painful lines, Annabel. -gene.
Blessings,
Christine
Heart breaking.
John
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Regis