Posted by MFish

Remembering the days
my beloved
began to die.
Her memories ae
fading away.
Today she
told me,
"Somethings wrong."
The first time
she recognized,
the illness.
Not by name,
but she couldn't
our oldest son
who had visited
us an hour ago.
She declared,
"there's something
wrong with me."
It was painful
to me, seeing
her like that.