I Sit
• 07/04/22 at 06:06AM •I sit next to her,
she is my wife,
every day it seems,
all of my life.
Her memory is almost
gone from her.
It is this awareness
and what I fear.
I am afraid now,
like never before.
Afraid my love,
will be no more.
A close friend is gone,
from this disease.
I must pray to God,
get down on my knees.
"Please spare her," I say.
Don't leave now,
don't go away.