PATRICK

Patrick sits in his chair, all day
Thinking thoughts of faraway
Dreaming dreams within his head
Waiting patiently to be fed
The hours follow, hours
The days follow days
In the same unrelenting grind of confusion and depression
Yet still he smiles and shakes your hand
I’m glad to see you, I understand
The eyes so deep, the stare profound
The knowing look as you come around.

W.J.K.

PATRICK

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Joined January 2008

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Patrick was a patient in my Mothers dementia ward.

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