MOTHER IS NOT.A Poem by Terry CollettA MOTHER'S DEMENTIA.Mother is not who She was; she would Never have cursed Or swore or raised A two-finger salute Before, never have Put aside manners Or given that up you Sign, no matter how Stressed or tired or Out of salts. Mother Is not at all who she Once was, some other Seems to have taken Her place, put words Into her mouth, hidden Behind the same face. Mother’s conversations Take on a surreal mode, Rising upwards, then Out on a limb like some Bird with a broken wing. Your love for her has Not lessened despite The dementia’s hold On her mind and ways, And looking at her now You remember better days. © 2010 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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