Dementia and She
DEMENTIA & SHE
She is living in a world of her own,
Not worried about the past or the present,
Every minute is hers and hers alone,
No one can enter or share her moment.
Some times she comes back to this world,
Talks and smiles with her kith and kin,
All of a sudden she goes back to her world,
Her disappearance saddens everyone,
She needs some one to take care of her,
She finds difficult to handle affairs on her own,
So her children preferred a home for her,
She makes that 'home' a place of her own.
The words 'Sadness' & 'Happiness' mean nothing,
The worries are beyond her reach and thoughts,
Her memory appears and disappears without warning,
Where ever she is, she is always in her children's thoughts.
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