Untold Stories

Untold Stories

Heeding Haiku With HA: Untold Stories

My faces are those of hospice patients and family member with Alzheimer’s

your long hair now white
I sit holding your hand
your words nonsense
yet your smile speaks volumes
a window to your soul


your eyes stare
at things unseen by others
your body hollow
but in your wife’s loving eyes
a lifetime of joys


we sit and laugh
you tell me you love me
then ask my name


6 thoughts on “Untold Stories

  1. This is so true…visiting my mom for years at the nursing home…chatting with other residents. You portray the beauty of their souls that is never lost despite this terrible disease.

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  2. Evocative and very true to life – so many “lost” – yet still there is life and recognition of beauty, in languages different – unspoken.

    Very well written and thoughtful.


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