Grandma Is Lost Poem by Sandra Martyres
Grandma Is Lost
Dark clouds on the horizon
As the family assembled
In their ancestral home to
Visit their octogenarian Mother
An old lady with deep wrinkles
Sad eyes and sagging cheeks
Seated on a cushioned cane chair
She just glared stubbornly at them
Holding a spoon firmly in her hand
Vehemently refusing to touch the soup
In the plate placed before her as
She believed that it had been poisoned
All the coaxing and cajoling
By each member of the family
Both individually and collectively
Was of absolutely no avail
She just seemed to be repeating
That her family wanted to be rid of her
So that they could get access
To her substantial savings
Her children looked on in shock
Their Mother always a gentle lady,
Had suddenly undergone
A personality change
The youngest granddaughter
Began to weep uncontrollably
Something strange had happened
Her grandmother was not the same
The old lady no longer had kindly eyes
Instead she wore a haggard haunted look
Like the cruel witch in her fairy tale book
The doctor was finally summoned
To explain the horrible change
One look at the lady and
He did calmly proclaim
That she was just another victim
Of the infamous Alzheimer’s disease
A very vivid and real portrayal of what happens in many cases. Fear and a distrust of others are devastating symptoms. You rightly include the effect of all this on the grandchildren. It is particularly hard on them since they are much younger and especially when they have established a close relationship with their grandmother.
One takes birth into this life, a child Blinking eys, chewing mouth, cries aloud Believes all who are around. Slowly framing his own world, sound. Securely tied to family bond. Days go by...wrinkles formed Mind 's fatigue brings discord. A few, such, succumb to dementia's cord. Your poem made me wobble... Why only few...? why no cure? I share your grief, dear poet.
A grim situation; the complexity of feelings described with clarity and care, and captured with heart and sincerity, Sandra.
It is a very cruel disease, one of the most sould destroying for the family. Sandra you have handled it with sensitivity and understanding. Bob 10+
A tender piece with wonderfully painted word pictures which poignantly reveal this disease in all its cruelty. The matter of fact way of telling it at the end adds to the poignancy by heightening the impact.10, without a doubt.
So sad and such a dreadful disease. It is so hard to watch a family member you love and cherish see this type of changes. This was a very well written piece.
Alzheimer's is such a hideous disease with so many victims. The particular version you share with us in this sad, sad poem is perhaps the worst - when the personality becomes distorted by fear and all the old love is lost in the process. Saddest perhaps for the grandchildren who mourn the granny that used to such fun play with. A confronting poem written with skill and honest compassion. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
A disease which kills all in thought when aging.......great poem shared about health problems! ! ! ! ! ! 10
it's only the other day i visited one affecyed by Alzheimer’s...on Alzheimer’s Day last year i wrote a poem too after returning from visiting him...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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a very touching write Sandra. its so painful to see a loved one succumb to a disease like this. grandma is lost indeed and so are the loved ones. Mamta