Edward S.- Poem for Esther
Last July, my wife Esther started acting strangely. I had noticed that her memory had been spotty for about 3 years prior to this incident, but I was finally forced to have her admitted to a nursing facility for dementia. After downsizing and selling our home where we had lived for about 40 years, I was unable to sleep one night and the opening lines of the following poem came to me, so I got up and jotted them down:
Where is the girl I used to know?
I thought I saw her a minute ago,
With her long brown hair, falling free,
As she sat and read love poems to me.
Now I sit, and wait, and hold her hand,
As she wanders about in some other land,
A land that is strange, unknown to me,
With bogs and snares that won't let her free.
But now she's back with me for a while,
With her laughing eyes and sunny smile.
I wonder how long she'll stay this when,
Until she's off to wander again.