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Poem for Carers of those with Dementia

Perhaps he is aggressive; perhaps she is rude.
Maybe they are quiet, or subdued
You may feel nervous or even scared
with people whose minds are now impaired
But before you turn to run and hide
Look at the body with spirit inside.
Remember when they could recall friends & family
with no trouble at all.
Remember the love, the joy & tears
which you shared together throughout the years.
Now it’s gone, you can’t have it back.
Dementia has begun it’s ruthless attack.
Think of the families who struggle to cope
With the disease which offers so little hope.
Think of their anguish & their pain
When recognition has gone
And they try to explain –
I am your husband; I am your wife
Together we shared a wonderful life.
It’s hard to be patient, loving & kind
To a person who has such a muddled mind.
But it’s what they deserve & what we must give
Each & every day, for as long as they live.

Love & Hugs to all Carers you are truly Special People
This is also on General .

a lovely poem,i am a carer for my youngest son,carers are truly underated!!!! xx

Mum has Alzheimer's and this one helps me a lot

From The Shadows

How can you say there is no way that I remember Dad
‘Cause I don’t know him when I look in his eyes, you moan and cry “How sad!”
He’s there in my walk, my attitude, and sideways glancing eye
He’s there when I do, he’s there when I don’t, but especially when I try
I don’t have Alzheimer’s like you say, I don’t have it you see
That’s not exactly how it works, Alzheimer’s has me
Remember back when I was well. I loved to make new friends?
It’s still the same, I am still me, it’s the memory that ends
Come inside, introduce yourself, we’ll start every day anew
I can get love from a stranger, even if that stranger is you
I know it seems it’s all for naught, that I can’t remember when
But if you’ll remember for me, you can tell me the story again
Remember the wonder of faraway, and a new place every day
Walk me through that wonder; tell me it’s ok
If you cry and mourn before I’m gone, I’ll be more confused and frightened
But if you help me carry on, you’ll walk away enlightened
In a way, you see, I’m really blessed, and glad to be alive
‘Cause God took my memories early, so they’ll be there when I arrive
He felt the need, I do believe, to share the life I’ve known
And keep it safe, till once again, the memories are my own

By Larry Freeze, for a friend who has a loved one with Alzheimer’s

Edit.............Mum's carers are wonderful and we try to tell them as much as we can about Mum's life before this horrible illness starting taking her away.

xx

They're both lovely poems, thankyou for sharing them.

Maria xx