Day after day he searches to find
Obects mislaid due to his mind.
A mind once so brilliant and so very keen
Probing, asking, since being a teen.
It seems to me in some strange way
His mind is dealing with long ago days.
His sentences are few and brief
His loss of memory causes untold grief.
Doctors describe dementia to the letter
But, living it describes it better.
Sometimes things seem nearly okay
So then we take things day by day.
I need patience and dedication
Show compassion without frustration.
I try to act without rancor or blame.
Because, tomorrow, it will probably be just the same.
