Many deal with relatives or friends who suffer with Alzheimer's or dementia. It is the most difficult and heartbreaking thing for both the loved one and those who love. My husband had frontal lobe dementia through the last 6 years of his life. He passed November 10th 2012, soon to be 5 years gone. This poem is a small reflection of feelings during that time. Some can relate.
When the day is warm with smiles
and trees petticoat the sky,
ask me how I endured.
Others said I was strong,
yet I felt helpless, hopeless,
wondered if it would ever end,
and feeling guilty for that thought.
Ask me if I felt anger
and listen as I spout emotions,
express pain, without confrontation.
Ask me how I endured hurtful, venomous words,
spouted from lips that once spoke love,
and I’ll tell you how I escaped conflict,
let words ride wind to glide away.
Today you, my dear friend, are my rock.
Let me flow around you, envelop you,
ultimately moving beyond grief, anger, pain,
to eddy in stillness and calm.
Ask me and listen.