As I worked outside in my yard today,
An elderly man came walking my way.
He looked a little confused and lost,
I’ve seen that look before.
I tried to ignore him, I had things to do,
But as he looked at me, I glanced at him too.
I could tell by the look in his withering eyes,
That something wasn’t right.
He asked for some water and I said, “Of course”,
He was sweating profusely and his voice was hoarse.
I invited him to have a seat in the shade,
And slowly he sat down.
I asked if he needed a drive somewhere,
“Wherever it is I can take you there”.
He looked like he was wanting to speak,
But the words just wouldn’t come.
He reminded me of someone I used to know,
So very many years ago.
A frantic young woman came up the walk,
She couldn’t believe her eyes.
She thanked me for being so patient and kind,
I assured her I really didn’t mind.
Sadly I smiled as he said to her,
“I just want to go home”.
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Hello Strvo
First time to meet so welcome to Neopoet.
I read your poem with tears in eyes. To make it short I unfortunately relate to every word here as Alzheimer's stole my beautiful mum. This is a well captured piece with so much agony.
Thank you for sharing.
Thank you
My dad suffered from this cruel disease, he passed away in 2015 and now we’re going through it again with my mother, she’s 96