A Poem About My Wife

By Phil Sharman

Where have you gone?

Why did you leave?

You could not tell me

I watched you leaving

In your mind always with me

In my mind you slipping away

Little things

Forgotten skills

Confusing words

Once you dressed yourself

Used a knife and a fork

Then dignity slipped away

Once we slept together

Then you slept by day

And I worried by night

You Walked into town alone

Enjoying your independence

But friends found you and returned you

We planned to tour the world

Each able to play our part

Now those dreams are gone

Others your family now

Many share your condition

Some care for you as I wish I could

When I visit Your face lights up

But words do not come

Your eyes ask how I am

Your touch compassionate

Your lips still passionate

We sit together

Words from me

Smiles from you

Cruel dementia

Stealing your memories

But leaving mine 

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