This is a poem I wrote a few years ago, but I can’t give you a favourite piece for Sunday Confessionals, because I like them in different ways. My mother-in-law had Alzheimer’s, but thankfully never forgot her children, but I know many do. Memories snatched, but music helps them remember. Thank you https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/ for giving me the chance to look at this poem.
Mum
I came to see you today,
I took great care with your favourite food,
brought it to you on a silver tray.
Your smile lit up my day.
You came to see me today,
I wasn’t hungry; couldn’t eat
You were so full of sorrow.
I smiled at you.
I came to see you today
Took you out to see family,
held you hand along the path.
My heart was full of sorrow.
You came to see me today,
I was in a world of kind strangers,
you held my arm to steady me.
I wanted to go home.
I came to see you today,
you looked at me in confusion,
called me Mum.
My silent tears fell.
You came to see me today,
I gazed at your familiar face,
Told my sister I loved her.
And you wept.
I came to see you today,
placed the earphones on your head,
we listened to our favourite song.
We sang together.
You came to see me today,
I listened to our song of laughter,
looked with love into contented eyes.
I remembered
My daughter.
This is heartbreaking Diana, and I can identify with it so well. Mum didn’t recognise me on the phone, but she knew who wrote to her every week. I miss her.
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