Gratitude

Cassie58

so unexpected through the maze 

and from the confines of her bed 

at last a pathway clears the haze 

was it something that i said 

that made her stretch to touch my hand 

 

her head leaned forward not a word

i heard her laughter as it broke 

through all the smoke that fogs her  mind 

I never thought once more I’d see 

my mother’s eyes smile back at me 

 

 

 

  • Author: Cassie58 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 16th, 2024 04:10
  • Comment from author about the poem: An old poem. Thinking about mum and dad on dad’s birthday. Both sadly missed
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 26
  • Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, Accidental Poet, Alan R.
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  • Teddy.15

    So very beautiful and so relatable as I have friends with dementia, even if this isn't about that your imagery took me there, a stunning read with rhyme too, although incredibly sad we must always find the silver lining and she saw you ❣️ Cassie I'm 49 my mother died when I was 37 I miss her every day. ❤️ A beautiful beautiful reminder of unconditional love

  • Cassie58

    Dear Teddy. So sorry you lost your mum when you were 37, about the same age I lost my Dad. Devastating isn’t it to lose a much loved parent? Following a cancer op, my mum spent her last eight years in a nursing home. The surgery knocked out some brain cells. She just wasn’t the same again. She’s been gone two years now. It was a release for her. Thank you for a beautiful review. Your words touch me 🌹

    • Teddy.15

      My mother was very well at work she just lost her heart beat, I didn't get to say goodbye moreover I was at work in Italy. ❤️ Biggest of hugs my dear Cassie. Tha k you for sharing ❤️

    • John Prophet

      Touching beautiful write!

      • Cassie58

        Thank you so much John for your welcome response.

      • Doggerel Dave

        Missed in slow motion. You make me feel lucky, Cassie that while both my parents have left me, they left with their personalities intact.

        • Cassie58

          It is so very difficult to see that mental decline. I didn’t have that with my Dad. It was agony watching my once vibrant mother become someone else. A few days before she died, there was an hour of complete clarity. She came back. That was truly a blessing. We had a perfectly normal conversation. Quite amazing. Thank you Dave for sharing your thoughts.

        • Accidental Poet

          Diseases are the thieves of not only human life, but also the human spirit. Upon death which they get it back. And it's so sad for them in their remaining years to have to live with the disease. But it's also just as sad for the family to have to watch a family member slowly decline as they age until the end. Both my adoptive parents passed from Alzheimer's and it took a heavy toll on my Sister and I. But I make an effort everyday to remember them with the smile they lived with. Great write for you Mom Cassie. 🌹

          • Cassie58

            Many thanks AP for your touching response. Sorry to hear about your adoptive parents. It truly is agony to witness that mental decline in loved ones. You are right though, to remember them each day as they were and so important to remember all the good times.

          • Neville


            that must surely have been both an amazing and beautiful moment Cassie .. I am certain that many shall be able to relate to these incredibly moving words you have laid here for us to ponder, fathom and elsewise sadly enjoy .. Neville

            • Cassie58

              Thank you dear Neville. It was a truly amazing moment. After weeks of no eye contact from her or touch, that
              spontaneous moment was an absolute gift. I will always remember it.

            • Alan R

              Such depth of emotions in such simple words...I wish you peace and love

              • Cassie58

                Many thanks Alan for your thoughtful response. Very much appreciated. A special thanks for the peace and love.

              • sorenbarrett

                Such a touching and vivid picture you paint. Sad yet poignant aging and dementia are a tough part of life for many. So well written.

                • Cassie58

                  Thank you sorenbarrett for your appreciation of my poem. It is most welcome.

                • Introverted Sage

                  Beautiful write

                  • Cassie58

                    Many thanks Introverted Sage for your words of appreciation. Most welcome.

                  • Goldfinch60

                    Wonderful words Cassie, your mum and dad will never leave you.

                    Andy

                    • Cassie58

                      Thank you so much Andy. You are so right, they are with me each and every day. They filter in and out of my mind and on occasions I hear their voices . Such a comfort. I have lovely memories.

                    • Thomas W Case

                      It is beautiful and very relatable. Gratitude is such a great quality. In your poem, you bring them back to life.

                      • Cassie58

                        Thank you so much for your thoughts Thomas.

                      • Bella Shepard

                        So beautiful and so fortunate to have had those last lucid moments. I visit a memory care facility once a week to do a music group, and it's amazing to see those eyes light up when the words of a song come back to them. They're still in there, waiting to be called upon. It is evident how much love went into this poem, thank you for sharing a wonderfully, personal experience. God bless you and mum!

                        • Cassie58

                          Thank you so much Bella for your response and share. This is quite an old poem. I will always remember this particular moment. I was also fortunate enough to have a completely lucid chat with my mum for a whole hour shortly before she died two years ago. She came back to me . I can’t tell you how satisfying that was. Having a cup of tea and chatting about family and memories. A priceless gift. I also visit my 92 year old aunt in a residential home. Her eyes light up occasionally too. Wonderful to see. I appreciate your time and lovely review. Have a good week.

                          • Bella Shepard

                            I can only imagine the peace and comfort of that hour spent, for you both. You have a good week as well!



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