A Stranger

I've just been to see my Mum,

She is looking down and glum

As her Partner has dementia

A tormenting type of torture.

 

He stresses her out with his pacing

About, his mind seems to be racing

Incoherent phrases that he’s relating

To me, she and we who are suffering.

 

A shadow of his sane former-self

Suffering this unhappy, ill-health,

He has lost his pride and dignity

Experiencing this insane insanity.

 

Nevertheless, they both soldier on

With heart-breaking times begun,

He is a trial to her patient patience

And caring for him perseverance.

 

My Mum is sadly getting on in years

And while she holds back her fears,

She is still tormented by a stranger

With her safety in possible danger.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 25/07/2017

 

An edited piece. My Father-In-Law is now permanently in a home for dementia patients.

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.