Who’s to say what the world is really like? I’m convinced that Dementia offers an insight into the marvellous workings of the creative human mind. If only I had so much originality and spontaneity!
We sit out in the garden, in the sun,
With bread and cheese washed down with cups of tea,
You’re dreamy but you’re clearly having fun.
“Oh Charlie look my hands, I now have three!*
I look askance, you proffer up your arms,
Just two, of course the third is hid away
Inside your mind, I’m looking at your palms
“That’s really useful for you Moll” I say
You smile and nod content to pass the time
Your moment’s gone, your hands now just a pair
My moment’s everlasting and sublime
Occasions such as this are very rare.
Though different both our worlds are very blessed
I’m thankful that despite the pain there’s rest.