Mom
Mom got moved to the dementia ward
more one to one
and hands on care
help dressing, help bathing, words to orientate
still sadley
the rest home doors are locked
kid inside me chuckes "She's in lock down"
not that this is funny at all -
but such levity brings a little smile to the room where mom and I sit
and even though
she doesn't understand where my smile comes from
it makes her smile anyway
and the moment
is enjoyed.
Copyright © Cherilyn Fry | Year Posted 2008
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