The Best Things….Poem

There is an old saying 

Which makes sense to me 

It is that all the nicest things 

In life are really free 

…..

The beauty of a rainbow 

After hours of heavy rain 

The pleasure of a stroll 

Along a peaceful lane 

…..

The sound of childrens laughter 

When with happiness they play 

The glory of a golden field 

Of newly ripened hay 

…..

The magic of a baby 

In the early days of birth 

The promise of the tiny shoots 

Which spear the frozen earth 

…..

The love and sheer devotion 

In the eyes of a faithful dog 

A hint of blissful sunshine 

After days of mist and fog 

…..

And best of all an armchair 

At the closing of the day 

Beside a cosy living fire 

When a busy day is done 

And for the song today……well it’s another singer that’s a blast from my past…..

P.S I did my second talk at a local care home last Friday and was told that after my first talk, the manager ordered new mats to replace all the black ones AND is going to have screen savers put on all the wall mounted TVs so they don’t look black when they’re switched off. I call that the best outcome 🙌

About wendy7713

On the 31st July 2014 I was diagnosed with Young Onset Dementia. I may not have much of a short term memory anymore but that date is one I’ll never forget. I’m 58 years young, live happily alone in Yorkshire, have 2 daughters and I’m currently still in full time employment in the NHS. However, I’m now in the process of taking early retirement to give me a chance of enjoying life while I’m still me. I've started this blog to allow me, in the first instance, to write all my thoughts before they’re lost. If anyone chooses to follow my ramblings it will serve as a way of raising awareness on the lack of research into Alzheimer's. It will hopefully convey the helplessness of those diagnosed with dementia, as there is no cure – the end is inevitable. However, I’m also hoping I can convey that, although we've been diagnosed, people like me still have a substantial contribution to make; we still have a sense of humour; we sill have feelings. I’m hoping to show the reality of trying to cope on a day to day basis with the ever-changing environment that dementia throws at those diagnosed with the condition. What I want is not sympathy. What I want is simply to raise awareness.

6 thoughts on “The Best Things….Poem

  1. Wendy, it’s a lovely poem, and very true – thank you.

    But even more thank you for talking to care homes! My sister, who has mobility problems, not dementia, lives in a care home, and while they do a great job, it is things like what you’ve pointed out that they probably don’t realise about, and you’ve put them right. Well done!

    Most care homes are part of wider group; wouldn’t it be wonderful if they share what you’ve taught them with the people who manage all the care homes in their group?

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  2. Great victory at the care home, especially as it will be spread to others! The issue being addressed is one of many I first learned about from you. Although I do not yet have a dementia diagnosis, I have been able to use this knowledge to remind myself to place dark items down on light surfaces so I’ll be able to more easily find them later. Otherwise, I just no longer see them.
    Cheers!

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