Day 25

Dad's Alzheimer’s
Not recognizing Simon Cowell
For Dad, a definite plus
Laughing with him
Same joke every time
Until he bust
A present given twenty times
Each thrilling as the first
The happy unawareness
In his hobble to the hearse
The loss of inhibition meant
He told me I was loved
He didn't say it much before
All strong emotion gloved
But he became a boy again
Vulnerable and close
And now I live with knowing
It was then I loved him most

Mum
When she greets me
I feel how small and frail she's become
But when I leave
I know there's no one bigger than my Mum