Posted Friday the 13th, 2019 with a Full Moon
Twas the Night before Full Moon,
when all through the Home.
Not a person was stirring,
but three with sundowners who started to roam;
Family pictures were hung,
on their room walls with string,
as we all hope that a cure
and a white flower would soon be a thing.
The ladies not roaming,
were tucked safely in their beds,
while visions of Ho-Hos and Yogurt
danced in their Sweet 17 heads.
Well, I don’t have a kerchief,
Nor have I a bed cap,
I have just settled down
sleepless, with my computer on my lap.
When out on the internet,
there arose some more chatter
I clicked the link
to attend to the matter.
Away from my fun memes,
I flew like my cat Flash,
I clicked on said link
but expected more trash.
The full moon on the sills of the still quiet home,
Gave a tad bit of angst to the nurses below,When what to my curious eyes did appear,
But a “real” Alzheimer’s cure is finally here,
With my little old mouse so lively and quick,
I checked ALZ.org… and this was no trick!!!!More rapid than cheetahs my texts they came,
And I whistled, and shouted, and tapped them by name:
“Hey, John! Pam! Steve!… and others I adore:
Hey, Work Friends! Hey, Cornbread! Hey, Facebook!! and more!I yell from the top of my Tempo! on my tiptoe tall!
Now I text away! I call away! I message away to all!”
As news of a cure, like the wild hurricane flies,
I shout it loud, and give thanks to the skies;So up to the housetop the messages they flew
To newspapers, social media and TV too—
And then, in a twinkling, I heard Fox News
Of a cure for dementia, that’s not a ruse!
The rejoicing of families in every hurt house,
As the news trickled in,
After centuries of loss, finally a win!
The cure was for tangles, for plaque and for loss,
Healing complete, a reversed albatross
I packed up my laptop and gathered my stuffWith zeal to tell all, but skills sorta rough.
A bundle of brochures loaded in a Wal-Mart sack,
I looked like a vagrant or some sort of hack.
My eyes–how they twinkled! My smile, so merry,
My chins shaped by donuts, my cheeks sorta hairy.
My super wide mouth flapped in the wind,Ready to tell every soul of dementia’s final end;
I hopped in my Tempo, ’twas actually a squeeze,Lose some weight and I could enter with ease;
I had a round midsection, a bowlful of girth,
when I sang in my Tempo, groans filled the whole Earth.
But today was different, I sang of the cure!I laughed as I belted, an odd site to be sure!
With a grind of the starter, my Tempo went East,My brain filled like a doctor, my heart like a priest.
Then dark filled my eyes and fog filled my head.
and I woke from the dream, realizing with dread.
There was no cure, It was all but a dream.
My joy soon departed, like a pot loses steam.
I spoke not a word, but went straight back to my work,
Determined to serve, to love (or to not be a jerk).
.And laying my two fingers on the ole Dell,
And giving a nod, I started typing…(sigh), oh well;
As I keyed a sweet tune came to my mind,“Amazing Grace” , it was perfectly timed.
I sat more uprightly in my big puffy chair,
And smiled with faith and strength to spare.
There’s lots and lots to do today, that much is sure
Let’s love and serve them now, while we go find a cure!!!
……………………………………………………“Happy” Full Moon, Friday the 13th and, more importantly, Walk to End Alzheimer’s Season!!!
Update: Yesterday I had probably the best visit in three months. Mom was more alert, she was very happy, she talked much more than normal and wasn’t anxious. While it is hard to not get my hopes up, her only hope (minus a miracle of God) is a cure. I do often pray for and dream of cures. I firmly believe that someday there will be a class of meds that will be discovered that will cure this mess. But either way, we march on and serve and love and thank the Lord for all we have. Thanks for indulging me in my little goofy rendition of A Visit from St. Nicholas (Twas the Night before Christmas). I am not a poet nor the son of a poet, but it is fun to try. 🙂
#EndALZ
I had chills reading this! Praying for this day! Thx Mark
The day is coming!
That was so wonderful. I thought it was for real. Some day soon. God is good, all the time. His eyes are on you and your precious Mom, and family. God bless you all.
Thank you very much! 🙂 We trust in His goodness and His faithfulness every day.