One day at work, we were asked to write our own psalm. The following is about dementia and based on Psalms 30, " Joy comes in the morning" and a line from Anne of Green Gables, "Tomorrow is always fresh with no mistakes in it.”
I cry to the earth in the sweet dew of morning
Fresh and new I see
Erased are the errors of yesterday
Erased are the mistakes and pain of yesterday
Starting new and fresh each day – full of hope,
Anxious to see what this day shall bring.
Gone are the times of innocence and play.
Gone is my childhood.
Gone is my heart full of naivety
Gone is the security of his loving arms.
Gone is the ability to recall the past, full of joy, full of life & light
Gone is the life with the man I once knew.
Gone are the faces I once loved and trusted
only to loose it the moment that it comes.
I know I have been here before.
Gone is my pain, my trials, my memories…
Gone is the fear of knowing what is to come.
The word that is gone from my tongue… I knew it once.
The face that I see.. the name that is lost deep in my heart.
I hope for the morning – fresh each day is the hope.
LORD be with me I pray.
Your presence remains.