Maesie 19h
You loved her,
You bruised her.

You lost her,
You’re still losing her.

You brought her to our door
And said you couldn’t cope no more.

50 years of marriage
And 70 years life,
All chucked into a suitcase  
As you said goodbye to your wife.

Catches breath,
A sadness washes over,
“Is that all her belongings?”

“Yes.”
The hardest parts of my job.
Maesie 1d
I can’t drive down that road
Without tears welling behind my eyes.

I can’t smell that drink
Without a tightening of my throat.

I can’t hear you talk about excise
Without a leap inside my tummy.

I can’t write this poem
Without shivers across my body.

We don’t talk about it anymore
But it never leaves me.
Maesie 2d
You keep making guest appearances
In my life.

Firsty, your no star.
Secondly, you weren’t invited,

I stopped hosting this chat show
Along time ago.
Maesie 2d
Too blinded by the light ahead,
I didn’t see
The street lights go out behind me.
  4d Maesie
Jon York
You are
delicious
and I am
greedy.

You are
generous
and I am
needy.

You are
experienced
and I am
learning.

You are
flammable
and I am
burning.

We loved with a love that was more than love and you were a risk, a mystery, and the most certain thing I'd ever known.

Because I could watch you for a single minute and find a thousand things that I love about you.

Will you travel with me? Shall we stick by each other as long as we live?

Love is not a reflection of your soul, but the way your soul fits with another.
                                                                               Jon York   2019
Maesie 4d
Your name is David.
Your family say your not David anymore.
The distant relatives stop visiting,
Whilst the close ones mourn.

But you still have love to give
And a life to live.  

This new David
They could learn to adore,
If only they could see him
For the David that he still is
Rather than the David
That he isn’t anymore.
I know how hard it is for families who feel their loved one has already left them with dementia, it’s heartbreaking. I have been lucky in my work to get to know the person with dementia without knowing the parts of them that they’ve lost to the disease.
Maesie 6d
Today was tough
And the weather was teary.
My head was spinning
And the world felt bleary.
Today was a hot cup of tea day.
Silly rhymes, silly me.
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