DRINKING ALCOHOL TAUGHT ME HOW TO FLY
THEN IT TOOK AWAY THE SKY

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

HAPPENING AND STORY-POEM


A Happening, A Story, A Poem
A non-verbatim account--Sunday, May 9, 2010


A STORY-POEM
OF TWO PEEPS


(She is eighty, he eighty-three
And all they have left is...me)


A little old lady
A little old man
Went riding last Sunday
(Yes--groan!--) 
In the "month of May"! 
To church at St Ann
Little lady and little man.

There they both heard
From biblical word:
"Welcome Home", and
"Be not afraid"
Words from long before
Remembered no more

The question, after mass
Where do you want to go
Was answered quickly
"We wish to be at...home!"
So I took them to roam
Round the old neighborhood
Walked partly into the wood

They--each in a wheelchair
"Dear, I admire you hair." 
And me behind, pushing!
Said one,
"Dear, please no rushing..."
Said the other:
"Back to our house, stranger"
("Shhh...but you live there
No longer--remember?")

"Where are you driving us?
Our house is back there!
We can take the bus."
"No...no longer, Dear
You now live here"--
TAKE CARE--TOTAL CARE
Division of Mental Health.
"Don't be afraid."

"Oh dear, I'm scared, but
I do remember those words:
'Be Not Afraid'...
Now who said that?"

"Must we go in
This dingy den?"

"Yes, Sweet. See,
Beautiful Miss Donahue
Came out to meet you!"

(Miss Donahue said to him and to her)
"Welcome Home, little birds.
Welcome Home!"

"I DO remember those words.
Just who said that today?
'Be Not Afraid, and
Welcome Home...'
How nice to say!"

She eighty, he eighty-three.
And they, each in turn
Smiled at, and kissed...me!

GOD BE WITH THEM...AND YOU! 
DEVIANT ART: James_and_Bea_by_Dtellesen

15 comments:

steveroni said...

Welcome Home

Angeles said...

We are all on the way home, some are ahead, like a song says.
Welcome home, God waits for us always.
Besos:)

Sam Liu said...

Beautiful poem, Steveroni. Alzheimers is a terrible condition, yet there are always people like you to guide and help.

Syd said...

Sad story but also a comfort to know that someone does care.

Dulce said...

Oh NO!
this hurts... so badly Peep
I'd rather not get that far in such conditions.. worst is when they take you to that 'home', and you are still completely concious of that... but are taken, anyway, because no one cares about the old guy any more...

:(

The Turning Point said...

Live and love today. She said to me as we hold each other. "As the days dwindle down" each day is precious.

Touching

Jim

Manon Doyle said...

Awe..... love the poem!! You have a way with words!!
Btw.... I'm starting to think that you and Ces may be long lost relatives....lol

linda said...

so sweet , so sad, i am now weeping, my dear, but thank you just the same, this spoke volumes about you.
xo

marie said...

This is so beautiful! Just lovely!

Jingle said...

emotional roller coast ride...
what a poem!
you write with humor and attention,
I value your wit!

JStar said...

My grandmother suffered from this awful disease...It was like she was no longer my grandmother anymore...She couldnt even remember who I was and that hurt more than anything....No more of our long talks giving me the wisdom through her eyes...It was like she was a hollow shell of who she was...

Brian Miller said...

steve this is beautiful...i am waiting to see this in my mom...

drybottomgirl said...

Very touching...you are a good son.

Bananii said...

Tender... I makes me wanna cry.

This is a beautiful story :)

Andrew said...

Very touching Steve. I am just catching up on my blogs. I have been real busy with work lately.