Thank you for writing your thoughtful poem. I enjoyed reading it, although it brought a tear to my eye. I believe it captured the essence of Alzheimer's.
Here are a few thoughts, although I'm no expert, so please feel free to disregard anything I say.
* I think the title fits well.
* The poem paints a sad, melancholy, introspective picture of Dementia from the patient's point of view. The sufferer briefly awakens from the fog that is Dementia.
* It also shows a glimmer of hope, in asserting that the patient does not suffer. I hope that is true. . .
* The lines flow well.
* "Of the woman I use to be"... should it be 'use', or 'used'? Just a thought. . .
* I identtify with your poem. I feel the pain.... love... confusion. .. loss.
I lost my grandmother to Alzheimer's two year's ago. I remember going to visit her over the years, first hoping that she'd know who I was, then wondering whether she knew who I was, then curious who she'd think I was, lastly knowing for certain she did not know me, or anyone else for that matter, at all. Through it all I held and still hold onto the hope that she did not suffer. . .
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