Living Well With Dementia/LWWD/Tools/Transitioning
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Home to me
In front of the mirror
Startled by what I see
A sombre old lady
An unknown face to me
I am to leave this old house
They say it was my own
Unfamiliar surroundings
Was it really my home
For the best mum is what I hear
Fear in their eyes
Sadness in their tone
The squeak of the door with the turn of the key
A familiar sound I think
Is my hearing deceiving me
Time to go now
One last look in the mirror
They say it is me but can it be
Smiling faces await
They are happy to see me
A sigh of relief
This is home to me
Author: Sharon Leitch MSN, RN
