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My mother


Registered User
Dec 10, 2005
I live in Norfolk,England
My mother was diagnosed with Alzheimers at the age of 49. A slow decline over the last 14 years which took her away to a place I cannot follow. She passed away last week in a nursing home after being cared for by my father for 10 years.The last four years being looked after by fantasic carers who I have come to admire very much indeed. I wrote a poem which relates to my situation.I know many people will understand these words and may find a tiny bit of comfort in my thoughts.


Memories of long ago are racing through my mind
as I hold your soft white hand for the very last time,
Your ready now to break free from the prison in your mind,
a place oh so long ago you slowly were confined..

I've mourned for so many years the changes in your face,
a smiling happy person to a vacant empty place,
I've stroked your silken hair and kissed you gently on the cheek,
recalling childhood years when you did so much for me,
Fate decides when the time is right to set a person free,
The doors unlocked,the jailers gone,it's time for you to leave,
Smile as you depart this diseased troubled mind,
Happiness and sunshine I know that you will find.


Registered User
Oct 28, 2005
Cambridgeshire UK
so sorry

Hi Angelina

I am so sorry to hear about your Mum. She was very young to get this very cruel illness. My husband was diagnosed at 55 but he has been very forgetful for the past 3 or 4 years.

Your poem is beautiful, brought lots of tears to my eyes.

I see this was your first post to TP, they are a fantastic bunch of people in here. Keep posting, my thoughts are with you at this very sad time.

Love Twink/Sue x


Registered User
Sep 26, 2005
east sussex
A Wonderful Poem

Dear Angelina.

Your poem brought tears to my eyes also. It realy says it all for those who care.
My husband has vad and is about stage six needs dressing and showering. He finds most tasks beyond him. He does not seem to be aware of his illness which is a blessing.

love and a big hug