In the stillness of the morning
I see her light,
The light of my life.
Now falling into dementia’s clutches
But my love for her getting stronger,
Getting stronger each moment
As she drifts into her own world.
I know that the day will come
When the bubble around her
Will stop me from coming in,
But my love for her
Will never fail.
In the stillness of the morning
I hear the sound,
The sound of my life
As it travels through me.
That life so full of wonder,
The wonder of music,
That has always been there.
Music, the sound that continues
Where the words stop.
That music will be there forever
To help me as my lover drifts,
Drifts into her own world.
In the stillness of the morning
I write these words,
The words that show me,
Show me and what I feel.
Words are always with me,
With me to put on this page.
In the stillness of the morning
What more do I need?
The love for my wife is there.
The music in my life is there.
And the words on this page are there.
In the stillness of the morning,
What more do I need?
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Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just a few words put onto paper.
- Category: Reflection
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You kick some serious ass with that pen of yours. I really do like this. "In the stillness of the morning, what more do I need?" Absolutely amazing. So simple, yet so heavy.
Thank you Nicholas, you are so kind.
I am definitely a morning person.
Think nothing of it friend, I speak the truth. Morning person huh? I'll remember that for sure. I'm sure you can tell but I'm more of a nightstalker. Haha.
I have seen people taken by dementia, and few can accept it as serenely as that. a serious subject and a serious poem, well written.
Thank you Davey, it can be difficult sometimes but love always wins.
I wish that was true, sadly I don't think so.
Sensitive write Gold. It's difficult. Hoping for more of those 'clear spots' or 'clear days'. Not an impossibility, surely?
Meanwhile - what more do I need? Just a pork pie or three to give the morning perfection! heehee.
Thank you Orchi. Unfortunately there is no cure and those clear spots will very quickly become closed much sooner than I would like to believe.
Such a moving piece written from the heart - and love the musical interpretation.
Thank you Michael.
I have a great deal of Jacques Loussier music, he is a wonderful interpreter of Classical Music into Jazz - loving both I cannot lose.
It's wonderful Andy that you can find solace in these thoughts.... dealing with dementia becomes such a one-way street and can get very lonely. Spirits up!
Thank you Lorna, we are coping at the moment.
you really like your music and your wife.
lucky.
Very true but love is the word I use.
the true meaning of love
is sacrifice.
In the stillness of the morning, I see a man with gentle heart, with strong spirit, with peaceful mind. Gold, you are such a wonderful person. Love the writing.
Thank you so much myself, you are very kind.
Thanks ANDY ~ Love Jacques Loussier ~ so gentle a touch and yet so haunting a sound. It compliments your poem ! I have Friends & Family & Church Family and several of them struggle with Dementia ~ mainly the 60+. Most of them I can communicate and pray with ~ but with some the time has already come when their bubble is impenetrable and that point always makes me cry ~ because you lose something so so precious ~ the ability of communicate and philosophise. Even then MUSIC can build a bridge ! Love the balance of the hurt & hope in your Poem "In the Stillness of the Morning" ~ Yours Prayerfully ~ BRIAN
Thank you Brian, those at Church are very aware and keep us in their prayers as well.
This fills the heart with its tender love toward a partner who slowly has to bow to dementia - the warmth of compassion steals over each line of this early morning write dear Goldi - - hugs as you face the daily challenge and keep up the writing as it helps I am sure.
Thank you Fay. Writing certainly does help, I would be lost without it.
Oh - I was going to add that the piece of music you chose is simply so apt and this whole duo is going into my favourites.
Music is part of our lives and is always with us - that also helps a great deal.
I don't know how I can feel joy and sadness all at the same time3, but you made that happen. I feel sorrow that you have to deal with this but joy that she has you by her side. No one can read it without being moved. I applaud you.
Thank you lg, love has this strange way of helping through these times (and music of course).
Very well done and yet so simply stated, " what more do I need?". May your love grow forever!
Thank you Christina. That love has never stopped growing since I met her thirty seven years ago.
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