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Momma do you hear it too –
the rhythmic chuffing
of the train
across the night?
I wait with you,
watch you sleep
(as you once watched me
long ago)
between your storms
of fretful churning.

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Momma do you hear it too?
The train is near,
the track of it,
its mounting rush
comes closer
in its hallowed haunt
then passes by
fading in the night.

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You waken,
take my hand and say
you long for home,
you must go home –
you’ve packed your thoughts
into a denim bag,
your favorite books
are piled neatly by the door.

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I whisper that one timeless day
your train will come a’whistlin’
all decked out with
a red caboose
(the way trains used to be)
and you’ll wave at the engineer
and he will brake for you
at that sacred terminal.

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© 2015 Betty Hayes Albright

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She helps her lost friend

down the hallway

to her room,

settles her in a chair.

Poor thing,

she says to herself,

and sadly shakes her head.

Back outside

she looks around,

which door is hers?

A nurse helps her

down the hallway

to her room,

settles her in a chair.

Poor thing,

she says to herself,

and wearily shakes her head.

© 2013  Betty Hayes Albright 

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This is based on true incidents in the daily life of a close family member with Alzheimer’s. Hopefully someday soon we’ll find a cure, or at least a vaccine….

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There are few things worse

than to hear your mother cry

again and again.

Fear, confusion, steal her day –

Alzheimer’s:  disease from hell.

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(c) 2012  Betty Hayes Albright

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Sorry, this isn’t a cheerful poem – I just needed to write it. It’s so hard to see my wonderful mom suffer so much.

We need a cure for this cruel disease.

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