It was that day,
That day a year ago
When she had to go.
Dementia had taken her,
Taken her from me.
I could do no more
As her dementia was pulling,
Pulling me down.
Into a care home she went.
Such wonderful people
There to look after her,
She was safe and secure.
I was alone in the house,
I missed her so much.
No more laughter,
No more hugs.
But worst of all
That final cuddle in bed
And the last words we said,
Said every night to each other
Before going to sleep.
Those last words of every day,
Every day of our marriage,
“I love you”.