AFTER THE RAIN

A very dear friend of mine who was my 11th grade English and Public Speaking teacher struggled for several years caring for her husband who was suffering from Alzheimer's Disease. As she watched his memory fade and mourned the loss of her friend and companion, she wrote about him and her thoughts about the thief of the mind called Alzheimer's.

When I posted the title and these pictures, I was suddenly reminded of the poem she wrote called "After The Rain."

AFTER THE RAIN

After days of hearing dripping rain,
I awake to the birds' serenade

beyond the closed shade --

lifted, warm sunshine

hastens in,

chastens me to begin

to live again,

reminding me that bloom and song

so transient,

like me,

will soon be gone.

(DRJ)