How much time do you spend waiting?…for your loved one to finish eating or to find a lost glove?….Dementia complicates their simplest moves. Since patience is not my big virtue, I’ve developed tricks to calm myself through long waits. While Mom weeds slowly through her salad, I sometimes write haiku.
It doesn’t take long to sketch out one of these small poems. The basic form is just three lines. First line must have five syllables, second line has seven, third line has five. As caregiver activities go, this one probably exercises your mind as much as a crossword puzzle. You also get the satisfaction of creating something original. I invite other creative readers to write a haiku and share it here with our caregiving audience. Here are some caregiver moments cast in the haiku form.
Thank God for gardens.
Flower names have slipped away
Blooms still look joyful.
Worries crease my face
As your grey head grows heavy
Who, here, is the child?
Feet slow as syrup
I can’t take much more plodding
So I’ll sing — why not?
Go ahead, write a little poem and post it here. We’re all ears.