I remember who you used to be
(A reply, to the woman with dementia, from her husband)
I remember who you used to be,
so happy and content and carefree.
Taking care of others then,
And we always watched the news at ten.
Your long hair flowing, you took such pride,
No imperfections that you had to hide.
Now I take care of you
Since it took over, I have to.
I don’t resent it but it’s not easy,
‘cos I remember how you used to be.
Your eyes showed a knowing smile,
Your clothes sang an elegant style,
Your chatter and laughter filled the room,
From that day we were bride and groom.
Now, you glance the room, as if it’s not home
But it was you who made it, made it our own.
I still love you as ever before
Even when you forget who we are,
I can get by each day you see,
because I remember who you used to be.