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Battling Alzheimer's - A poetic sadness

Updated on March 7, 2016
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Poetry is the food of the soul. It's my greatest contribution to the world and an area I can always grow.

A new day begins

Who are you? Where am I?

Soft panic rising in lovely eyes

I’m helpless, she’s helpless

I smile and reassure her

You're home darling, look around

The quilt you made on the chair

That vase from your mother

Let’s look at the family album

A blank permeating stare

Nothing has gotten through today

Frustration my handy friend

Sick inside, both of us

Her mind, my heart

The walk of our twilight

Now just a faded dream

I step fearfully alone

Uncertainty my loyal guide

Exhaustion and failure today

Perhaps tomorrow

A light could shine again

I’m forever lost in the echoes

When we laughed together

And quiet times we read minds

Home was wherever we paired

I’ve tried to run away

In my mind, I make excuses

It’s not her anymore, she’s gone

But my eyes see her

Memories of every moment

If I just find the right one

Maybe today I’ll recapture one

Just one smile brings hope

Remember me my love

That man of your dreams

The maker of memories

Not the thief

© 2016 Ralph Schwartz

Author's note

This certainly came out of nowhere. I was suddenly mentally assaulted with the reality the spouse of someone with Alzheimer's feels every day and it saddened me. It's a fictional piece, but the emotions are real. I apologize if it dredges up any painful memories.

Blessed Be


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    Ralph Schwartz 23 months ago from Idaho Falls, Idaho

    Thanks - I'm glad I could share it

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    DREAM ON 2 years ago

    You captured the light in darkness. My mother had Alzeimer's disease. I could see the awful changes and the saddest part is you are left helpless. My mother always helped me and now I could do nothing. What an incredible piece. Emotional and deep. Thank you for sharing.

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    WillStarr 2 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

    Oh no, it doesn't offend me at all. Quite the opposite. It's a terrible disease with no rhyme nor reason to it. Dad and I were very close, but he forgot me first for no particular reason.

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    Ralph Schwartz 2 years ago from Idaho Falls, Idaho

    Thanks for sharing MizB - Since I wrote this from a non-experience background, I didn't want to "speak out of turn" and say something hurtful to my readers just because I didn't understand it firsthand. I wish you all the best in dealing with the future!

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    Doris James-MizBejabbers 2 years ago

    This made me cry, too. I'm afraid I may be facing this with a family member in the near future. It is beautiful, though. How could it offend anyone?

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    Ralph Schwartz 2 years ago from Idaho Falls, Idaho

    I'm so sorry. I hope this didn't offend you Will.

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    WillStarr 2 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

    I lost my dad to this, and he forgot me first.

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    annasmom 2 years ago

    Made me cry. I worked as an aid in an Alzheimer's wing for 7 years, truly heart-breaking for families.