Tom Wright Poet Quatrain

Dementia 2

Dementia 2
Miracle Man
10/14/2023

They listen, not understanding,
and often give you a stare.
Seems dementia is hardest/cruelest,
on those forced into giving care.
Each day is spent explaining,
like the previous day spent.
And most all conversations,
consist of what someone meant.
They can’t make a decision,
even to save their own life.
One needs understanding,
when patience isn’t rife.
Few things are seldom found,
where they’re always kept.
The caregiver is aware,
that he’s woefully not adept.
They begin hording things,
that have value to none.
But what saddens you most,
they’re still your loved one.
Nights become worrisome,
because dementia never sleeps.
One appears to be doing fine,
while beyond sight one weeps.

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Daisy Meadows October 14, 2023 at 12:58 PM This is a good description. It is hard for people to see their loved ones have got dementia. It is the kindness and support of the carer they need. The carer often also needs support sometimes from support groups, so that they have someone to talk to. A good poem. Well written.