Where are your thoughts

Where are your thoughts, my little one?
What words are you, trying to say?
You told me that, "this isn't fun",
As I listen to you, every day.
I see the struggle, in your eyes
And all your frustration, in those sighs.
You are working so hard, to remember,
Things that happened, in last years September.
You began saying and I won't dismiss,
"You can't continue to live like this."
It's not about, what we go through,
It's what can I do for you?
I wish I knew, my darling bride,
Of what to do and stem the tide,
As days go by, again and again,
With you my love, I will remain.