Dementia 2 – Love Stories

Dementia 2 – Love Stories

Love Story 1

His fire is fading
He tires easily
His feet betray him

He can’t remember
People
Words
Why we will no longer
Allow him to drive

But he can still give
Great big hugs
And sloppy kisses

And he can still
Tell me he loves me
In is chocolaty rich
Deep dark voice

These things he does
Every time

Every time I see him

They are the extravagance
The legacy
The security of my father’s
Gifts to me

It’s no wonder I can’t resist them.

Love Story 2

Sisters
Why don’t you come?

You have to come!

For the “I love you”s,
For the hugs,
And the kisses.

Do you not understand this?
Do you not grasp their richness?
How will you miss them
When they are gone
If you are not here today?

Am I to suffer this joy alone?

With whom will I share these
Vestiges of our father’s love
When they are no longer
Feelable,
No longer hearable,

But only glimmers
In the heart
To hold on to him by?

JEHW
January 3, 2015

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2 Responses to Dementia 2 – Love Stories

  1. Joan says:

    Oh Janie, you have captured so well what can remain when so much has fled. Thank you.

  2. louise phelan says:

    Janie– this is your best work. Xo Louise

    On Saturday, January 3, 2015, gratefullyyourstoday wrote: > janehwilson posted: “Dementia 2 – Love Stories Love Story 1 His fire is fading He tires easily His feet betray him He can’t remember People Words Why we will no longer Allow him to drive But he can still give Great big hugs And sloppy kisses And he ca” >

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