The Stress Of Dementia
The Stress Of Dementia
Miracle Man
9/10/2024
Dementia see’s lives, go quickly downhill,
And tests the patience, of one giving care.
A condition uncured by some prescribed pill,
most responses are questions or blank stare.
I live each day consumed by this stress,
fed by a loved one who can’t understand.
Advanced years make it to late to reassess,
So we continue the situation found at hand.
Depression is a word I’ve oft heard used,
but nonetheless I feel favored just to be alive.
When one has dementia the other feels abused,
so i pray for stamina to fight and survive.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2024
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment