Dementia daughter

I am a dementia daughter

My mom has dementia and I am her

Daughter

Even though she doesn’t know it

It’s been a journey like no other

I wouldn’t wish it on anyone

To see your own mom getting

Worse and worse by the day.

And all you can do is sit back and watch

Her fade away

More and more

It tares your heart out to see the one

Who you always depended on change

So severely you don’t even know

Who they  are anymore that nothing they says

Makes any sense at all just like a two year old just gibberish

It’s devastating enough to take

Your breath away!

All you want to do is scream cry til you can’t anymore

And all you want is to stop and let you off this

Rollercoaster that you’ve been on for

So long!

That’s a dementia daughter!

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Forgotten ones

I wrote this poem. My mom is in a nursing home and I visit with her quite often. When I visit the people there look so sad because hardly any of their family visits them. Have a great day!

Forgotten ones

These are the people

That need us the most

They are our fathers, mothers

Sisters, brothers

But they have been placed

Like they were erased

Nobody comes to

Visit them.

You can see it on their face

The loneliness and pain

All they want is for someone

To love them and to show

Them they care.

All they might need is a smile.

These are the forgotten ones.

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