The chat.

September 20, 2016


We need to have a chat Mum,
we're worried about Dad.
He's getting so forgetful,
he always looks so sad.


We know you think it's normal,
as he's getting on a bit,
but we are really worried
so please don't have a fit.


Last night he had forgotten
where he'd left the car.
 He went out for his paper
and left the door ajar.


It's becoming quite a problem
you must have seen the signs,
it's been going on for ages
if you read between the lines.


He needs to see a doctor
we need to find out more,
we can't afford to lose him
If he walks straight out the door.


Please don't be embarrassed
it is no fault of yours,
no one makes it happen,
we don't know what's the cause.


We need to have a word Mum,
we'll do our best to find
someone who can help him,
to ease his fractured mind.


We don't want you to worry
 it isn't a great sin
to say that you can't manage,
we want the best for him.


We'll travel his rough pathway
we'll find the best of care,
we'll provide the courage
when you feel in despair.


We're all in this together
do not feel on your own,
we're here if you should need us,
just  please pick up the phone.


Our Dad has got dementia
so we will do our best,
to love and understand him
until he finds eternal rest.

©Jan Millward.


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