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Don't presume the accolades
of today,
will keep tomorrow's criticism
at bay.

Long lay the grass,
on the edge of the lawn,
once it is mowed,
then it will be gone.

Show me the way to
get back home again.
My heart is lost in Memory Care.
I don't know if I'm in despair.

I pray I can return,
once more,
for I miss the woman'
on the first floor.

She went into Hospice
about a week ago.
I don't want to lose her
or let her go.

She doesn't know me. Saying
it over and over, again
but she is still my lover
and my best friend.

When far away,
across the sea,
my memories
were of thee.

Please tell me now,
what did I do wrong?
Where does it say,
I must always be strong?

My mind is dead.
I know not what to write.
Write of things beautiful and true,
look for joy, day and night.

I saw you,
my emotions soared.
It was then, I noticed
my heart roared.

I see you
and the state you're in.
Remembering all the fun we had,
when standing in the summer wind.

My love for you, is then.
I see your brown eyes
flashing smile, remembering
the good and bad time cries.

When actions are
hard to predict.
When thoughts run rampant,
without control.
When dreams have left,
gone now astray.
Let not the truth,
become a run away.

When resting in this
World, less bright,
repeat your actions,
and make things right.

Worried thoughts,
spin through my head.
My mental status is now
full, complete with dread.

I sat with my wife yesterday,
She slept most of the time.
Must be the Morphine, now,
as I await her slow decline.

Oh, how I hate this,
dreaded time of life.
when I am unable to
hold, my lovely wife.

From out the time
of our days gone by,
now it is this,
a time to cry.

Wherefore has God allowed,
the end of life,
to be a painful time,
full of heartache and strife.