It’s twenty odd years
since irrational fears
drove away all your
hopes and desires
Now all that remains
is a shell and a frame
of a man that I once
so admired
The light in your eyes
was as bright as the sky
on a cold sunny day
in December
Now the fire is gone
and the light passes on
leaving only the glow
of the embers.
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Author:
Coyote (
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- Comment from author about the poem: For my Dad
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Comments7
a poem to touch the hearts of us all.
So sad these well rhymed set of words that is sure to affect minds and hearts of readers. Thank you Coyote for sharing the dreadful life-changing power of dementia as a tribute to your dear Dad
This is to beautifully sad, I'm sorry sorry this happened. Your poem is absolutely beautiful though
Excellent write Coyote, I can so relate. My mother passed of Alzheimer's 13 years ago, and my father of 95 is now in last stages of Alzheimer's or Dementia. I have no children, but the other morning he asked me about my little boy.
You do have a way with lines, pace an rhythm, C.
A neat but comprehensive picture of that condition. Reality absolute.
My wife had dementia and died from it. I lived with it for many years watching her disappear from me.
If anyone thinks they know about dementia and have not lived with it 24/7 they haven't a flaming clue what it is about.
Andy
chaos and turmoil, transmuted
into Artistry's: veracity
of unquestioned, Poetic Beauty!
so happy for you, dear Poet
a great write
thank you, for choosing to share
(sorry for your suffering
of all the cruel fates of Time
dementia, has to be
one of the most heart-breaking;
morosely unbearable, to survive
I dare not even imagine
those scars
it inevitably tattoos - deep)
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