I'll Write of Love

I'll write of love,
an emotion so dear.
If it wasn't for love,
I wouldn't be here.
I have been lucky in life,
but not so my dear wife,
for this hideous disease,
raised it's head, to appear.
Dementia is not what you see,
in a person you have loved
for what seems like an eternity.
The slow decline; a memory loss,
no matter how hard you try,
the disease keeps progressing
through the sad, long goodbye.