Thank you to Dementia Friend Naomi for sharing this beautiful poem written for her mother who has vascular dementia. Naomi said: “I hope it will help those reading it as much as it helped me writing it.”
By Naomi Garner
I know I may be different now,
And it may be painful to see,
But there's no need to shy away,
I'm still me.
I'm still a loving wife,
Though I'm unable to express,
The love I have for my husband,
Who loves me nonetheless.
I'm still a caring mother,
Even now the roles are reversed,
My children will always be loved,
Even as I get steadily worse.
I'm still aware of who you are,
And what you mean to me,
I just need you to travel this journey,
Until one day, I am free.
You see, I'm still inside there somewhere,
You must have the patience to reach,
And hold on to the remaining fragments,
Until one day, I am at peace.
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