When you look at me,
I don’t know what you see,
I just hope that you will remember me.
It’s hard to watch you become someone I don’t know,
As I always thought your memory would grow,
And now those who love you, you no longer know.
You grow worse with each passing day,
And sometimes I can’t make sense of what you say,
But that doesn’t mean each day will be grey.
I know you lay with me but your mind does not,
But I’ll keep my patience and I’ll give it my best shot.
It’s OK Nanna I hear your confusion,
There’s no need to make yourself a seclusion,
Even if your mind is playing one big illusion.
I can only be close as your memory goes,
Remembering when you were seventy and could touch your toes,
And now I see you withering away in those clothes.
I will try to be by your side through every sigh,
And even when you can’t remember that ‘guy’
But I can’t promise you that I wont cry.
Losing someone close has always been my fear,
Especially now you think Grandad is still here.
I don’t want to make you know me,
All that I ask is you tell me what you see,
Although I can’t always say I’ll agree.
This is the longest goodbye I have ever had to do,
Just know that I will always be standing by you,
Even though each day I’m wishing for a break-through.
This is really hard for me to get off my chest
Just know that I know you are doing your best
You don’t have to speak now; just please, get your rest.