A poem i found that sums up my nan who has Dementia. There are still many things i can do like walking,smiling,crying,laughing,speaking my way.I am here and i hear you speak.I have not yet gone. My mind might be slowly ebbing away but deep down i know i am still Mary.You see the changes in me i do not.I have not yet gone. I know the time will come when i will not remember your name but please remind me even if only for a few seconds i can say it back to you.I have not yet gone. When words fail me i strike out.I do not mean to hurt you.I still have feelings but these feelings i cannot put into words.I have not yet gone. Actions speak louder than words.Your help keeps me going.I have not yet gone. Where have you gone?I know not where.When i call you,you do not answer.Where am i?I am not sure but in my world i feel secure.I have not yet gone. I love your smile,your name is gone.I know your face and i feel at peace.I have not yet gone.
Posted on: Thu, 11 Sep 2014 22:39:00 +0000
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