So my dear children, please hear my cry
You may not see my struggles as I try to keep them under my practiced smile and reassurance that “I’m OK”
You may not see that I struggle with activities of daily living
You may avoid the times my body or my mind missteps
Look at me child!
Don’t turn away!
Avoidance could ruin a meaningful day.
My time with you may be shorter than you can know.
I’m here now so look and care.
Recognize the changes – the minuscule wrinkles –
The drooping eyelids – the careful slower walk
The things I forget that are a must: a bill, a pill, a date.
Be gentle with me – just know it is a journey of change
I’m here for now but the daily support I’ve given you
I need you to gently reciprocate and be aware
“The times – they are a changing.”