There is no measurement for the depth of grief
That one endures to watch the decline
Of a loved one, watching her slip into
That quicksand of dementia.
...
Read full text
just wanted you to know i am thinking of you..............if briefly. bri :)
Lynn, re Poet's Notes: did your wife die or is she alive but more-or-less-dead to her surroundings, including you? either way, grief is certainly a fitting 'topic'. 'favorite lines': I stand on the perimeter of that Mental quagmire reaching for her hand she, Though I am her husband, declines afraid To take the hand of a stranger. bri :) i have assumed this is a true account from your marital life, and you have now my condolences. if not, you have fooled me.
With no connection between Lynn and me for a LONG time, I assume he has died or is otherwise 'unavailable'. ; ( The poem is superb, as many of Lynn's are/were. I shall share it. bri ;)