I was so worried,
My lover was away,
Away for a week,
Away in a care home.
It had happened before,
But this time it hit me,
Really hit me.
Sleep evaded me,
It had not happened before.
I used the time to recover,
Recover my strength,
My strength to cope,
To cope with her dementia
When she came home.
But this time was different,
I couldn’t stop thinking,
Thinking about her,
About how sad she was,
When I left her,
And when I went in to see her.
But once more the carers cared,
And came up trumps
As I went once more to see her.
She was sitting in the lounge,
Smiling and laughing,
Without a care in the world.
Joyce was so happy,
She saw me and the smile broadened,
Covered her face with joy.
As we spoke I knew,
Knew that my fears were groundless,
And even better,
The tears of the past
Had been smiled away.
She comes back home tomorrow,
And the love of my life will be back,
Back with me.
I know life will be hard,
But my love for her is strong,
So very strong.