Don’t Forget to Remember


To and fro
to and fro
to and fro

head nods
but not in time

She rocks

She remembers her first love
her first kiss
the way her heart skipped beats

So long ago
so long ago
it seems like yesterday.

Yesterday when she was young
and, so full of joy and promise.

What now?
What now?

Today she mustn’t forget
what she needs to remember

and yet
and yet

She already has.


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I watched the movie The Iron Lady recently about Baroness Margaret Thatcher and was saddened to see the effects of this illness on this once powerful leader of her party and, prime minister of the UK.
Dementia, or Alzheimer’s is such a difficult illness to come to terms and have to cope with, not just for the person affected but for everyone involved. Family and friends.  It must be so hard to watch the person you love so much, mentally deteriorate so that they become like young children and towards the end dependent on others for everything.

Shared with With Real Toads  A deeply moving prompt this week from ….A Word with Laurie: Dementia

Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

23 thoughts on “Don’t Forget to Remember”

  1. Bren,
    You gave us so much to ponder in your words~ Such a sad state of affairs to see happen to those we love! Well Done!

  2. yes, indeed. i think also there is a harrowing story by Supreme Court Justice Sandra Day O’Connor and her husband. and so many more not-famous people, everyday people, dealing with the horror of this everyday thing.

  3. So well put. You’ve described it perfectly.
    I used to suppose my vagabond outdoor-loving parents would one day, drive off a cliff together, into the setting sun. I never imagined the long days, months and years of pain dementia and Alzheimer’s would bring to my family.
    I didn’t realize this about Margaret Thatcher, either. I always admire people like her, like Indira Gandhi, who proved women can be just as powerful and make just as many decisions, both good and bad, as men.

  4. During the two years my mother lived in memory care, I spent many hours volunteering with the residents. I love to sing and led hundreds of sing-alongs. I have to say, the majority of residents remembered all the words to the old standards. It was simply amazing, and profoundly satisfying to see their feet tapping, there eyes all lit up, smiles on their faces … I felt like a Pied Piper.

  5. Just watched that movie last night…how interesting that I came upon your poem that relates to Margaret Thatcher’s slipping mind. It was hard to see her straining to remember..and yet there were times of great lucidity. You really grasped the feeling in your poem.

  6. i can not imagine the desire to remember and trying so hard and it just slipping away…and the frustration…it makes me so sad just thinking about it….

  7. I don’t watch TV … nor movies anymore … there is enough drama in my own life … but I remember HER … she will always be the iron lady … love you, Bren … great tribute for a person that is still with us, but not … Always, cat.

  8. “Ah yesterday”–a line from the play”In the Gloaming” by Megan Terry which I directed once long ago, using the song. Your line “Yesterday when she was young” brought me back to it for a second, and then I was with the character again, back and forth, to and fro.

  9. To and fro reminded me of that monkey from the lion king haha but yeah such an awful disease indeed, I’d much rather have fleas.

  10. I saw Iron Lady too, had not realized Thatcher had dementia/Alzheimers until I saw the movie. So often the disease strikes the most intelligent of people, those who have made a difference in their world. I think also of Ronald Reagan. And Senator Bill Proximire (from Wisconsin). And the husband of friend of mine….. so very sad.

  11. This must, in ways, be a more painful for their loved ones than death – they lose them before they’re gone. Beautifully written, Bren. Love the image too. Perfect.

  12. I agree… such a difficult heart-wrenching thing to watch loved ones w/ this harrowing disease. Thank you so much for taking part in the prompt.

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