She Used To Cry

She used to cry She would be alone And suddenly scared She’d call to me and I’d rush there She’d act so brave But then it would come The crack in her voice The pain that wouldn’t numb This woman who has been so respected Dear to so many, Treasured by her family Now sat beside me Feeling rejected And starting to cry she visibly shook She said you know I can’t remember I think so hard and it won’t come How much will I lose before it is done I became the mom And she my child As I wrapped her in my arms And protectingly rocked her My love so full but not able to Save her from what this disease would do Whenever she’d call I’d come and pray But this night the prayer was different I prayed as if I was holding my dearest child I prayed that the Father would wrap her in his arms Give her comfort and the confusion would be mild I prayed He would be the Father that she now needed And His voice would be the one that she now heeded And she could feel the love of so many And rest She doesn’t cry now She doesn’t know She accepts her plight To live in the darkness of night She lives in confusion And forgets the illusion That she will get better She doesn’t cry now Dedicated to Nell Young Wise An amazingly precious soul That I call mom Slipping further into dementia