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Girl walking out to Sea - Nov 2010

When I started this blog more than four years ago I promised always to tell how it is for a Carer of someone with MM. It was important for me that my poems conveyed a little story of the days that unfolded on this journey. Sometimes the truth of my feelings may hurt more than at other times. I try to think of other MM sufferers, I truly do. Then of course those that may be hurt by my thoughts here, will not subscribe. So I continue through these most difficult days. The following  verses describe my feelings during a very lovely birthday weekend for Hamada. Our son Jo spent a special time with his Father, we had a celebratory meal together and all in all it was a perfect weekend. Except for one thing although I suppose I have always seen Hamada through ‘rose tinted glasses’. I could now see clearly what I suppose others can see and have notice for some time, visual changes to my dear man’s face.

“Changes”

 

For I am not blind I see now
clearly as these given days allow,
For I am not stupid for thinking more,
willing you to stay.
This blighted weakness pursues you
like some demon spirit
whom I curse with my very being!

 

The once thought improbable
is happening darling man,
I cannot close my eyes
to forget these brown eyes fading,
I cannot shut my mind for all I need
is to see your smile.

 

These brutal changes tear at your resistance
this beloved face is changing
dissolving and vanishing from view,
but never from my heart.
I can at last, see this Beast Within.

 

This wicked Beast who will not leave you
However hard we try.
I am not blind – for I can see ,
this despair at Changes…

 

So many changes…

 

 

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