He began to write before his diagnosis…sometimes he wrote…sometimes he drew.
He didn't need a doctor to tell him…something he already knew.
He would close his eyes for a moment and search back in his mind…then write a story or draw a picture of any memory he might find.
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This poem is the hardest pill to take because my mother is suffering like this Bravo!
A wonderful poem. Poignant yet so true. A wake up call to tbose whose loved ones are suffering from dementia.
u deserve 10 stars from dementa i am not far..JM STAR==POLE STARRRRRR FRM THIS FARRRR