Where have the sinews and muscles in your arms
And the ruddy color in your cheeks
From days outdoors
Gone
Why are your arms once so strong
And legs that stood so firm against the world
Shriveled to the state I see before me
Now
When did the hands that could craft and gesture
And the eyes that could see and show your soul
Weaken and go slow and
Dim
Would that I could refashion
Those sinews and muscles and arms and legs, hands and eyes
Make them whole again to renew
You
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Lorna (
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- Category: Love
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Oh Lorna such heart-wrenching read of what can happen when health fails and you spell it out so well in this short but powerful verse.
Oh Fay - isn't it sad...... it always hits me around 3 a.m............. thanks for your lovely comment as always - they are always so warm - I try to express myself in comments but "dry up" - maybe I should just write a poem in the comment box!
A sensitive write Lorna. Of you or someone else?
Thanks Orchidee - my husband has alzheimer's which is getting much worse recently...... we try to stay cheerful!
Thanks Lorna - difficult times for you both.
My heart goes out to you Lorna - a dreadful problem - And a super write.
Thank you Michael .... my mother also had this dreadful disease .... both she and my husband had/have wills of iron and that seems to be the last flicker to disappear. Poems do help to sort out the realities of the situation..... I'd rather be in cloud cuckoo land though.........
My father too when I experienced it first hand - it's so scary to think that none of us are immune. Can I join you on Cloud Cuckoo Land ?
And away we go!
My adoptive mother past from Alzheimer's Lorna. My heart goes out to you as I know what you're going through. May you and your husband spend your time together holding on to the love you share. Great write.
He is a lot older than me so I had to expect something like this. My (feeble) advice to everyone: DO NOT GET THIS DISEASE........ there, now you are all safe.
Wish it was that easy. Lately I've been thinking my father might have it. There are things he thinks he said to me, and things he did say, but doesn't remember saying it.
Doesn't have to mean alzheimer's - sometimes it's as simple as b12 deficiency - hopefully.....
Oh my dear Lorna...
This is a sad one! I can empathize with you! My aunt was afflicted with that debilitating disease! It’s horrible for the afflicted and for those of us that witness it and are helpless in the sense that we cannot make them better! We witness and suffer along with the afflicted! Seeing your mom and now your husband with the disease is a lot to bear! Stay strong my friend! Prayers and love are on your way!
~Laura~
P.S.-A great pic to illustrate your write!
Thanks Laura - it's just getting to be the norm now..........
You’re welcome, my friend! May the love, strength, and courage always be with you!
your writing has raised a lot of memories. I frequent my local hospital on a regular basis because I have chronic pancreatitis and I have met plenty of elderly people beside me who were suffering with altimeters disease and the story they used to tell me were truly inspirational. through the day they didn't appear so stressed but during the night they became really active and mischievous. I'm sorry to read your situation though. my heart goes out to you.
Pancreatitis is so serious - I'm sorry to hear you have that Kevin. As for Alzheimer's - the worst is that it is so slow. In both my cases, however, it becomes obvious after a while that it is those around them that suffer as they go off into another world where they don't realize anything is wrong. At least there's that!
I can understand exactly where you are coming from Lorna, my wife has dementia and it is progressing very swiftly.
You are so right that writing poetry does help a great deal.
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