This is a poem written about my grandfather David Eugene Fuller who had Alzheimer's.
I loved him SO dearly and miss him every single day.
You are such a lovely,
unselfish person.
Somewhat known now,
But even I remember when you were displayed more smoothly.
and the stories,
the many stories,
of a life filled with love, adventure, importance, knowledge and humor,
what a life!
What a wonderful life.
In many ways some could look at your defect as unfair,
and although it is,
God has a reason for everything,
everything.
I have to say that sometimes to myself to feel hopeful.
You have always been a joy in the lives of many,
I know this for a fact.
Especially my own life.
I understand you and I know with patience,
I can dig deep with you and find more than what meets the eye.
You are one of my best friends,
and maybe you don't remember my name every time,
but I know 100% that you love me,
Your granddaughter.
Sometimes I feel others forget your feelings and converse before you,
about you,
like you are not even there.
You might not be all there,
but I know you have feelings as I do.
You will never know how much a little joke you say,
or maybe a smile or a slow dance means to me,
but it means the world!
I find a comfort in you that is rare and meaningful.
I love you so much with all of my heart, papa.