To My Auntie Cely Comments

This is a very moving poem. It is written simply, without overstating the anguish. You're right, it is the carer who suffers the most - and yet it is her love that ensures the one she loves some continuity, however tenuous. I'm glad she sings to him. Apparently, the part of the brain that remembers by rote is the last to fade. I also like the way you refer to them as Auntie and Uncle, it reinforces the sense of 'family' and belonging. A beautiful poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Deeply touched, Sonya. Your Auntie Cely is a rare and beautiful soul. Flowers and memories. This love is indeed forever. Warm regards, Sandra