Thanksgiving evening my family was coming over,

 

I was so excited, I began to holler,

 

Helping set the table and spreading out the food,

 

I was very happy, in such a good mood.

 

I could smell the wonderful aroma of Filipino cuisine,

 

My mouth began to water, inside I let out a scream,.

 

Suddenly I heard knocking on the front door,

 

I dropped everything I was doing onto the floor.

 

Opening the door, I see my grandmother,

 

I gave hugs and kisses saying ,"Happy Thanksgiving!”

 

But inside I experienced sadness as if my heart went missing.

 

I did not at first understand the question my grandmother asked me,

 

As it left me in confusion, I thought I might have fallen onto my knee.

 

She asked, "Who are you again.”

 

I did not know what dementia was at the time,

 

As I was only of age nine.

 

I asked if there was a cure to the disease,

But I was given “No” as an answer which buckled my knees.

 

I wondered why haven’t scientists created a cure, a key,

 

Dementia, why is it such a thing? I plead.

 

I still reminisce on the past memories when I was younger,

 

Does she still remember, I ponder.

 

From here point on I vowed to myself I would find a way,

 

To find a cure for the disease that took my grandmother away.