For I love you still...
by Jenny Bates
My Grandma suffered with Dementia. My Grandfather did the most wonderful job of looking after her, and cared for her until it became too much. I penned this poem not long before she went into a care home. Unfortunately, she died that December, on Christmas Day. ***
My Grandmas was a wonderful woman, vibrant, loving, and loved her family and her life. She worked most of her life as a Nursery Nurse, setting up the village nursery. She ended her career, but obtaining the new qualifications that are now around. Needless to say she flew through the course with exemplary marks.
This is for you Grandma...
I have come to see you sitting there
You’re sat upon your favourite chair
Your hairs unkempt, your clothes are loose
Your eyes stare vacant, lacking their boost
It's sad to see the woman I knew
Fade away to this someone blue
My children play amidst your gaze
You turn your head, your smile unhazed
I wish I could make it go,
Bring back the woman that I knew just so
Reminisce about the old times we'd shared
Not to see you live this life bared
Grandma dear, I love you still
Despite your being so unwell
I've explained to my daughter of your care
For she was confused to see you there
As we left to say Goodbye
You brightened up, with a smile of "Hi"
You want to spend the time with the kids
For these moments I think you cherish, you miss
I hope that I will see you soon,
Take care my Grandma,
For I love you still