To A Friend With Alzheimer's

Where are you now, my mystifying friend?
Whose eyes glisten with the tears
Of worries past and heart too sore to mend
The years gone by return to haunt once more
The fragile mind that keeps these things in store
Oh! now you smile, your eyes no longer burn
You see in me -- a long lost child returned
I cannot tell you I am not the one
For whom you yearn -- so I will be your son
Until you sleep, goodnight my friend
If I could have my way -- the Lord would send
An angel for you, now this very night
Your clouded mind would once again be bright
And as you wander in the past you'd know
The happiness you lost so long ago.


 
Mary M. Bettinger