Sylvia

Thanks, Schiitaryn.  I'm glad you got it.  This is about a friend of mine who has Alzheimer's.  She keeps saying she's "disappearing" when her sweetness is still there.

Wow Crow

But she opens her folding chair
Right there in the driveway
And waits  << CHILLS wow u really pack a vivid punch!!!
Zazzles

It's sad, because it's a way of getting attention.  She's lonely and frightened.  She's getting help and we, her neighbors, are trying to find some way for her to keep her apartment and not have to go to a board and care.  She'll have to eventually, since she's estranged from her family.  But Sylvia (not her real name) is getting help, and we're hoping to prolong her residence.  If she wants to pop open her folding chair in the driveway that's just fine.  The cars can make other arrangements.

Wow Crow, strong write, I am sorry to hear of your friend, I too have people in my life that are slowly fading away , a truly sad way to go, especially as the sufferers are aware of what is happening but unable to do anything about it. Comfort her, and reassure her, it is your duty as a friend.
Cheers! Scot.

Thanks, Scot.  I am trying.  We're friends and neighbors, so I see her a few times a day.  It would be much harder if she were truly alone.  We're a pretty tight little community on this property.

oh my. there is much emotion in this one, crow. very, very much.

this:
Hoping for some flicker of recognition
An eye turned in kindness, not despair.

ouch.

Thanks, Minerva.  That's hoping for the look from an old friend, if there's one still around.

Oh Crow.....this so moved me.....beautiful sad sensitive write......felt it....xo :)

Thanks Flower.  You're a gentle soul.

So Beautifully Haunting and the ending was Superb...Wonderfully Captured Crowfly...I work with Alzhiemer's patients at a nursing home...such a devastating disease..it truly robs a person of themself,not just their memories,but of their feeling of connectedness to friends, family, and the world in general...it all fades away as you flawlessly depicted here...i've seen that fearful vacant stare countless times..truly heartbreaking

The friend that inspired this poem is the only person I know that suffers from Alzheimer's but her ordeal is heartbreaking.  Fortunately she's not on her own.  She's got friends.  Bless you for helping those patients!

That is scary. I'd like to go before my memories leave. Great work Crowfly. :)

Thanks, Grace.  I know how you feel.  Our memories define us, in a sense.

I love the sentiment in this Crowfly - That even in ghostly form we seek those rare commodities - compassion and acknowledgement.

Yes, and hopefully find some remaining with the love and patience to provide.  Thanks, Frank.

it's a sad & honest depiction. the compassion is lucid...

Thanks, John.  It's a sad topic, and a friend.

So lonely, half-alive and gone. Once a man, twice a child. We should never forget those who can't remember life.

Thanks for bringing light to an important social issue, crowfly!

The least I can do.