As the clock of time ticks sometimes the love ones we knew become strangers among us.
The brightness of hope that was once in their eyes has become a dim light of despair.
Their once quick witted brains have now become a jungle of slow confused thoughts.
All their answers have turned into questions.
And their laughter is now nothing more than soulful cries.
Now because Alzheimer the woman I knew so well; mom!
She is now a stranger among us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful and so touching...