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.
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Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: With my Wife's dementia becoming increasingly worse she goes into a care home for a week a month so that I can have some respite, as caring for her 24/7 is very hard. This week I have found it so hard to be away from her, hence these words. The staff in the care home are so wonderful and so understanding.
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The Pearlfisher duet by Jussi Bjorling and Robert Merrill is my wifes favourite and to my mind it is still the best recording of it.
This cuts at the heart, in a 'repentant', poignant sense, not in the sense of being enraged and stoning someone. This phrase is used in the book of Acts in both senses.
A feeling of being cut emotionally, as though a swish of a knife cuts across one's heart.
Thinking of you both.
Thank you for your very kind words Orchi - much appreciated.
The challenge of seeing a loved one undergoing such changes must be so very hard to bear dear Goldi - your poem wrings tears from my heart - prayerful thoughts go out to you both and the day Joyce gets home you will have the love of your life beside you again. Thank you for sharing the positive side of care-home separation.
Thank you Fay, it can be hard but at least we are still able to laugh at and with each other, that laughter is so important.
Thanks UNCLE ANDY for sharing such intimate thoughts & experiences. This is a key role of MPS to share & care! I (ANGELA) have lots of Friends & Colleagues in the UK in the caring profession many of them Filipinas : who really are ANGELS! I am thrilled you are reassured that JOYCE is in the right hands for respite. It is hard but I tell my elderly UK Friends that it is for the BEST and that GOD UNDERSTANDS. Joyce and Yourself are an example to us all. Thanks for JUSSI BJORLING, He is a fave of BRIANS DAD and he has lots of records! Every Blessing & Love to JOYCE & YOURSELF : ANGELA & BRIAN 🧡🧡🧡🧡
Its 10:30 pm (Monday) here in NZ and BRIAN is at WORK. Please check on OUR SIX SENRYU and on our FUSION on SHARE A SENRYU on that we have posted THE SNOWMAN VIDEO : THANKS A & B
Thank you A & B. Yes MPS does care and share as do you both, for this I am most grateful.
Andy,
This beautiful write demonstrates how your love for Joyce and hers for you is eternal and truly amazing!
Love these poetic words. Words of a true poet...and that would be YOU!
“The tears of the past had been smiled away.”
Thank you for sharing!
All my love to Joyce and to you!
~Laura~
Thank you Laura, you are so kind and it is very much appreciated.
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