Sandy Patton’s most recent poem to appear here was “Sunrise” (September 2016)
Familiar Stranger
By Sandy Patton
Pale
blue eyes
gaze at me.
In this instant,
I know he’s right here.
Too soon his light will dim,
so I savor this moment.
I pray my heart can bear the ache
as the magic of his essence fades.
Tenderly I caress aged, blue-veined hands,
smiling as he links his fingers with mine.
So lightly I hug him, breathing in
his distinctive, familiar scent,
tobacco and soap, a sweet
mingling of memories.
My fingers brush back
soft, snow white hair
from this dear
face I
love.
I love this poem. May I post a link to it on the Alzheimers facebook group’s page I’m in?
Patti, I’m not sure if my reply to you made it, but I would be honored if you used my poem. It’s a very personal for me, so the fact that you feel it worthy to post means a lot.
Sandy
Thank you!
Sandy, you already know how I feel about this poem. So glad Vox is sharing it with a wider reading audience so may be moved as I am.
Sharon, Thanks SO much for your very kind words.
Sandy
Brava. Beautiful.
Thank you, my friend!
Sandy