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      CommentAuthorShannon*
    • CommentTimeApr 29th 2013
     
    This is a poem my mom wrote me for my 13th anniversary. Know you all can relate so thought I would share:


    ROBBED

    A chance encounter, a slow start and then two lives came together
    Their pasts not forgotten but each ready for a new beginning
    In a place where they found beauty in the sunrises
    Peace in the mountains and joy in the love
    That they shared
    But then the Thief appeared
    Oh, he slipped in so silently that at first he was hardly noticed
    Little things went missing but they didn’t seem to matter
    So they held each other close.
    For a while they felt safe and content with the normalcy of each day
    But then He returned
    And this time what was taken could not be ignored
    So they held each other closer
    As they went in search of help to keep the Thief at bay
    Their lives now, turned upside down
    Fear crept in
    Years passed while hopes and dreams were shattered
    What has been stolen has torn them apart
    No longer can they hold each other close
    He has taken it all
    So the Thief moves on
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    Thank you for sharing, and your mother for writing this wonderful poem. Please tell her how much her poem resonated with us.
    She ought to publish it. Try JAMA. They publish a literary piece in every issue that deals with some aspect of medicine.
    • CommentAuthorbqd*
    • CommentTimeApr 29th 2013
     
    Shannon
    What a beautiful poem! I have to say it moved me to tears - it reminded me of all the things the Thief has taken from us, that I usually don't have time to even think about. Thanks for sharing.
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    True. The holding each other close part goes, and that--to me--is the most tragic aspect of Alzheimer losses.
    • CommentAuthorAdmin
    • CommentTimeApr 29th 2013
     
    That poem truly does say it all and perfectly. Yeah, Emily, the holding close part got to me too.

    joang
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    Shannon
    Such a touching poem! I certainly feel like we have been robbed! It so often feels like all we had together has been taken from us. Yes, by some horrific thief.. one we know as Alzheimer's. How perceptive of your Mom. She certainly should try to publish it or share it in some way.
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    Shannon....What beautiful words.......and how true.

    Your mother has to be a very rare and special person to be able to put
    thoughts into beautiful words as she has done. Tell us more about your
    mother. Is she a famous poet?.........GeorgieBoy
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    Your poem say it all so beautifully. The thief takes everything including hugs and kisses. I worked all of my life and saved money to enjoy our retirement. I had everything I ever wanted and then - nobody to share it with. Life seems futile, But!!!

    Thank You Very Much
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    Very beautiful...today the thief took a little bit more!
    • CommentAuthordivvi*
    • CommentTimeMay 1st 2013
     
    lovely poem. I hope they will publish it.
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      CommentAuthorNikki
    • CommentTimeMay 3rd 2013
     
    Shannon, thank you for sharing your gift from your mother with us. Very touching ((hugs))