It starts in the AM between two & four-
When I guide my mate to the restroom door.
He goes back to bed & goes to sleep-
I, on the other hand, wake do I keep!
Then about every hour he starts to converse-
Asking, “Where am I” or something perverse?
He talks in his sleep,yes, he says weird things-
It’s funny the odd quirks that alzheimers brings!
Fourth night in a row, he talks all night long-
He doesn’t know we need sleep to be strong!
He does not say a word all through the day-
But come nighttime he wants to play!
He tosses & turns & bounces the bed-
I feel like I’m on a trampoline – no place for my head!
This goes on until about six thirty or seven-
The mattress ads say “sleep on heaven?”
Not at our house, no, no, no way-
I’d rather sleep on the floor & there I’d stay!
We get up & breakfast I fix-
I then try to nap but this he does nix!
Asking, “where are you?” every twenty minutes or so-
No rest for me I’m feeling mighty low.
I go through the day, not up to par-
With sleepless nights, I don’t get very far!