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Last night I espied
the moon in its glory.
Peeking through trees
jumbled up branches,
which breaks up the view.

Why does my mind,
have a memory of you"
Are you my light,
the brightest of stars?

No matter what happened,
I'll know who you are.
You are in Memory Care,
and my tears are at war.

I am a positive person
who finds myself in the
depth of depression. Every
place I go I miss my wife's presence.
I'm lost and uncertain if I
want to be found.

Of thee, I often think,
when I sing.
About our life's journey when
I gave you your ring.

So many memories,
this does bring
and it causes,
my heart to sing.

The World is a better place,
knowing where you are.
Being close behind me
or off on some faraway shore.

Would you ever, in your life,
think of who I am?
A lonely soul alone,
a solitary man.

I need someone
to help me understand,
and explain to me,
why I am a lonely man.

I realize I am not alone,
when there are others like me,
going through this time of grief,
My empathy is what they see.

Visiting my wife, in Memory Care.
She said, "You don't belong here."
In her next breath, she said,
"I love you" and began to cry.

How do I respond
to this statement?
Confusion reigns supreme
no matter when, no matter why.

Forever the moment,
will live in my heart,
for now, I realize
we are living apart.

Will it ever by normal,
will it ever be fair,
to breaking up now,
when I'm full of despair?

My heart is broken,
I'm thinking of you.
My prayers are unanswered,
am I now through?

Love was the answer,
many years ago.
Love is for she,
but she doesn't know.

Alone with my thought,
in a darkened room.
Classical music playing,
I will head home soon.

Thoughts are deep,
worrisome to me.
I'm losing her now,
why can't I see,

my love every day?
Keeping her with little activity,
I know she's aware,
but can't express. No reactivity.

My emotions are raw,
they won't let me be.
All things are happening,
because of me.

Is it any wonder,
for you are the one,
I'll look for you,
as searching is fun.

Why am I
feeling this way?
I've lost my mind.
It's gone away.

Forlorn the land,
Forlorn my mind.
So much wasteland,
too much of one kind.

Relive the memories
of our yesterday.
I can remember,
yours are gone away.

You'll never know
what you meant to me,
if I'm not brave,
I might flee.

You are my light,
you won't always be.
I'll try my best,
until God sets you free.

For naught
the bell will toll,
as daylight falls,
and emotions boil.

Why do you worry so?
"It's just a life",
is what you said.
But "it's my wife",

and what you say
about the uncertainties now
are irresponsible to me
for I have made her a vow,

to love honor and obey,
in sickness and in health,
matters not about what.
Life is not about wealth.