He is out in the garden.

He is out in the garden with the secateurs again

The flowers are looking nervous and praying for rain.

The airing cupboard is wearing a smile

He’s is busy elsewhere so it has peace for a while.

We need to eat, it must be time for dinner.

No but we have pie and custard, always a winner.

Who is this woman, what is her name

It is my sister I have told you again and again

The gentleman is nice but why is he here

He is my sister’s hubby my dear.

Oh!You are busy, too busy to call?

Yes I’m okay I just cope with it all.

Thing is I am tired and really stressed

I’m at the end of my tether but doing my best.

He is out in the garden with the secateurs again

The flowers are looking nervous and praying for rain.

I am so lonely, with no conversation

I need some company for self-preservation.


I wrote this poem about Altzhimers after a telephone conversation with my sister this morning.

36 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Ritu
    Jun 09, 2019 @ 16:34:49



  2. smilecalm
    Jun 09, 2019 @ 17:24:27

    wishing your strength
    support and calm breaths πŸ™‚


  3. tesscol
    Jun 09, 2019 @ 17:34:16

    I love it πŸ₯° you made me smile


  4. pensitivity101
    Jun 09, 2019 @ 17:43:31

    I saw Tess’s post Willow and responded. She is always in my thoughts.


  5. justmuddlingthroughlife
    Jun 09, 2019 @ 17:48:05

    Lovely poem x


  6. Erika Kind
    Jun 09, 2019 @ 18:09:24

    This poem conveys a lot of the emotions and confusion but also of what the relatives must go through.


  7. map195
    Jun 09, 2019 @ 18:34:08

    wonderful words


  8. jenanita01
    Jun 09, 2019 @ 19:15:00

    I’m praying it gives our house a miss, but the signs are creeping in…


  9. jenanita01
    Jun 09, 2019 @ 19:15:44

    Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.


  10. nickreeves
    Jun 09, 2019 @ 20:33:12

    Really beautifully done.


  11. Looking for the Light
    Jun 10, 2019 @ 17:37:04

    My granny got dementia from a stroke and it was terrible watching her loose her memory. I have dementia from Lyme dieases, I’m still in the first stage, lots of forgetting but fully funtional. It’s very difficult for caregivers, it took a long time after my granny died to let go and have my own life again. Good luck.


    • willowdot21
      Jun 10, 2019 @ 17:56:06

      Thank you for talking about this I appreciate your candour. It is my sister who is coping with her husband’s dimentia. I hope it takes it’s a time for that evil dimentia to arrive on your doorstep.πŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œ


  12. Betty Hayes Albright
    Jun 16, 2019 @ 20:14:55

    This really portrays the disease well, Willow. Wish they’d find a cure – or better yet a preventative. Nicely written, my friend. πŸ’—πŸ’—


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