I know you came to visit because I felt you in my heart
My eyes may not remember you, but they are just a part
Of a body that has now grown old, but I don’t want you to fret
My love for you is stronger than the day that we first met
I see your face, hear your name, but my memory grows weak
I know I know you, know I love you, your name I just can’t speak
That empty stare that you see must cut like a hundred knives
But in my head a wondrous movie plays the story of our lives
My body and my mind have aged and taken quite a toll
But there’s a plan we cannot grasp, its part of getting old
I see you cry and wish like you that we could turn back time
To see me fade and drift from you is nothing but a crime
So, when you come to visit and my eyes just blankly stare
Smile because I promise I truly know you’re there
Live your life as best you can and please have no regrets
For someday you will understand the heart never forgets
- Author: Pappy155 ( Offline)
- Published: September 8th, 2024 19:32
- Comment from author about the poem: Dementia is awful
- Category: Love
- Views: 8
Comments1
im not really into love poems but you do have a great talent in your skill of rhymeing and i can respect that
Thank you Mr A! I guess rhyming is the only way I can write! I need to expand.
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