Stranger

One of the hardest days of my life
Was when I became
“a nice man”
It was a terrible day
Because I had no plan
That my love was slipping from me
And I was no longer who I used to be
Dementia
Ripped the memory
From her mind
That I was her son
Now I was just somebody who was kind
No longer to her was I me
Her eyes were open
But her mind was to blind to see
One of the hardest days for me
Being unable to set her free
Just a “nice man”
With a spiritual plea
Just one more day
That she’ll remember me

Eric (and sometimes not)