Rhemalogist

Alzheimer's Apocalypse

Our youngest daughter
lost her bestfriend today
And it happened
in such a peculiar way…

It wasn’t in an accident
or by some strange death
No, it was an unknown specter
that perpetrated this theft…

Of a mind and soul
from a man so vibrant, caring and sweet
Who’d go that extra mile
just to make your life complete

And as we watched
this gradual unwelcomed decline…
We kept the hope and prayed
for God to restore his mind…

Now with all that’s been said and done
he seems so much worse
And at times I’ve often wondered
is this an ancestral curse?

That befell someone
so unselfish, kind and true
Who worked all his life
and should be facing life anew…

But instead is lost
in the recesses of his mind
With seemingly no way out
from this Alzheimer’s kind

Yet we are still holding on
with the faith to believe
Our prayers for his healing
can still be achieved…

As long as God blesses
him with another day
Who knows that healing
just might come his way.