In The MazeA Poem by Chris Shaw( the progression of dementia in loved ones )
these early summer days
find auntie in a deeper maze of lost in the past memories of years gone by blue sky and childhood friends fast forward to a wretched end today she didn’t remember me pieces of the jigsaw gone scattered and eaten by brain’s decay i had morphed into my mother her brother’s wife and she was so delighted to see me how young you look she said how do you do it tell me how where have you been all these years why am I staying here can you take me back to the square to see my mum and dad glad the visit was cut short her caught in the misery of dementia and the fear of what she suffers next so held her hand and hugged her what else can you do other than reassure her and say you love her © 2024 Chris ShawFeatured Review
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Added on June 12, 2024Last Updated on June 12, 2024 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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