Sickness Poem

Poem About The Pain Of Dementia

I wrote this poem for my husband Frank. As he followed his childhood dream to become a professional boxer, we now have to live apart. Frank now resides in long term care and I see him as much as I can. This was to be our golden years, but the outcome was not as we planned.

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I lost my husband 6 months ago..my love my life my best friend. We shared a great 35 years but there isn't a day that's not filled with tears. I miss him so much & the nights are so long...I...

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Dementia

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Published: September 2015

Where did you come from,
you evil one?
I cannot remember
that tomorrow has come.

Why is my life such a haze?
I stare at the walls and long for happier days.
Friends and family gather 'round
to ensure that my feet are firm on the ground.

My room is so small, and there's nothing outside,
just empty streets and nowhere to hide.
Dementia, you have caught me and pinned me down,
and I cannot remember why I frown.

My wife will be here soon and we'll go for a walk,
but wait...
why are there tears in my eyes?

My body is tired and I must rest my head.
I will lay down on my bed.
My dreams will come to me crystal clear,
happy and joyous, with nothing to fear.

Dementia, tomorrow you will wake me like an alarm,
causing such grief and mental harm.
Oh, go away you evil one.
Let me live and remember the sun.

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  • Sheryl Olson by Sheryl Olson
  • 4 years ago

I lost my husband 6 months ago..my love my life my best friend. We shared a great 35 years but there isn't a day that's not filled with tears. I miss him so much & the nights are so long...I sleep with a t shirt that holds his scent. I would give anything & everything to see him again I just don't know how to go on

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