02/09/2024
She sat there in her nightdress
at the cafe down the street.
A blanket around her shoulders,
the same day on repeat.
They knew just where to find her,
everytime that she was lost.
The assistant served her tea
regardless of the cost.
Her children stood and watched
but they let her eat her bun,
as she reminisced about her life
and her days of fun.
In her mind she was still twenty,
at least she was today.
But dementia has the power,
to take our moments away.
Mary never forgot the cafe
where she had met her true sweetheart.
The father of the children
that she forgot at each days start.
Her sweetheart long gone now,
but not in Mary's mind,
she went back to the places
in the hope for him she'd find.
Her children were so caring,
and approached their mum with care,
they asked if she minded,
if they sat upon the chair.
Mary shook her head.
Her thoughts had now moved on.
The couple looked familiar,
but where had her sweetheart gone?
She then looked at her Son
and when he asked to take her home.
She looked at him and smiled,
and knew she was not alone.
Author Joanne Boyle Heartfelt
The artist is Steffi Krenzek
