A Grandmother, Mother and to all a Friend

This is a poem I made for my Grandmother when i found out she had Alzheimer’s. The poem is very personal to me and can also be found on my Alzheimer’s website, Don’t Forget Me (www.dontforgetme.org.uk). The poem acts a nostalgia train for me going through my memories of me and my grandmother.

Note: Cap is a nickname that my brother made for my grandfather

A Grandmother, a Mother and to all a friend,
A person who would inspire you to the very end.

For a Woman who did so much for so many,
If she needed help she would try not to ask for any,
A nurse for years and a sister to her ward,
If you ever wanted to go for a walk she would be first on board,
A strong lady who could walk for miles,
Would take you up and down the aisles,
A Grandmother, a Mother and to all a friend,
A person who would help you to the very end.

For a woman who devoted her life to Cap,
She could make a killer bacon bap,
A devoted wife, lover and a friend,
The two together were the complete blend,
A woman who would help no matter who you were,
Who would help you see clearly if your mind was a blur,
A Grandmother, a Mother and to all a friend,
A person who you would admire to the very end.

For a woman who would go for walks down the beach,
She would always give advice, never to preach,
For all the walking we did on the rocks,
Even when she didn’t comment on my weird crocs,
For the rock pools we would look for all day,
A task that would need us to go all around the bay,
A Grandmother, a Mother and to all a friend,
A person who would guide you to the very end.

For a woman who could make the very best scone,
Any memories of her will never be gone,
A kind patient and incredible baker,
She would not even tell me off when I was a troublemaker,
A lady who could make the tastiest teisin lap,
She always would let me steal Caps cap,
A Grandmother, a Mother and to all a friend,
A person who would inspire you to the very end.
Please let me know what you think!

Thanks,

James Sweeney

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