Well the results are in,
And what we knew was true,
Dementia has come to her.
The bubble that has been growing,
Growing around her is real.
That bubble hardening,
Hardening as the weeks go by,
But I will still find ways,
Ways to penetrate it.
My love for her is stronger,
Stronger than any armour,
Any armour that may surround her.
Those at Church have been told,
And as she arose this morning
She said to me,
“I will go to Church this morning,
Stand up straight and be proud”.
At her side I will be with her,
With her as we walk into Church,
And I too will be proud,
Proud of her,
Of her acceptance of her life.