A Long Journey
by Robert (Bob) Moore
For 15 years I watched my dad
forget the life which he once had
hour by hour, and day by day
the memories, just went away
A man of strength, and a hero too
forgetting things that he once knew
to fix a car. or carpentry
electric, plumbing, photography
The books he knew, the words to songs
people’s names, and where they belonged
who they were, and what they did
as down that slope, he slowly slid
Sundowners, that was a stage
he thought he was locked in a cage
he just wanted to get outside
the more mam stopped him, the more he tried
Mam did her best to keep him home
but now and then he’d start to roam
sometimes neighbours brought him back
or we’d search the streets, his steps to track
Time came for him to slip away
although we wished that he would stay
it was over, and we all knew
there was nothing more that we could do
And so we gathered to say goodbye
to hug each other, and to cry
we knew his final battle done
and I am proud to be his son.
Categories:
sundowners, age, courage, father, old,
Form: Rhyme
I got sundowners,
I got Rainclouders,
And I cannot eat
I’m physically and emotionally exhausted
But I cannot sleep
I self-medicate with
Budweiser, Michelob, and Miller Light
Those are the drugs
that get me through the night
The DOC tells me my livers way toooo gone
Diabetes been setting in far too long
I’ve lived a lonely life of misery and sin
I need to asked GOD for forgiveness
But the church won’t let me in
I politely asked for a Bible
Seeking answers I need to know
The preacher man throws me the good book
And said don’t come around here no mo
Over time I found faith
Years ago something
I though was insane
Now I patiently wait
Knocking on heaven’s door
I pray every night
Not to visit the fiery floor
Categories:
sundowners, hope, me, me, drug,
Form: ABC