Tears rolling down my face

Dementia came calling again today and broke my heart

What happened tore out my heart and soul and tears they did start

I love to help our grandson with yr 11 English assignments

Not that he can’t do it just needs some little refinements

Banter back and forth until all mistakes are made right

I will write, he will say , uhm, no not quite

We both then laughed as only our strong bond could show

His latest assignment proved too much even with me going slow

With a crushing blow realisation set in that dementia had robbed me of a love and a bond

A bond so strong that my soul was ripped out knowing from our school work we did abscond

Tears rolling down my cheeks, never have I felt so helpless, full of despair that dementia has robbed me of such love between my grandson and me

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