No new book review today, just a picture framed poem given to me by my friends and neighbors, Bruce and Rita H. As most of you are aware Mrs. T., My dearly beloved wife Barb, is now in memory care. I cried when I read these words the first time, but now I think they and might be very helpful for all those who meet friends, who are in the final stages of that horrible disease.
Do not ask me to remember.
Don't try to make me understand,
kiss my cheek and hold my hand.
I'm confused beyond your concept,
I'm sad and sick and lost.
All I know is that I need you,
to be with me at all cost.
Do not lose your patience with me,
do not scold or curse or cry.
I can't help the way I'm acting,
I can't be different though I try.
Just remember that I need you,
that the best of me is gone.
Please don't fail to stand beside the me,
'til my life is gone.
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Posted by Troutbirder (ray)