A tribute to my grandma’s strength, my grandpa’s battle with Alzheimer’s, and their lesson on what love really is.

Walk in the door to leave once more

Once a day and seven a week

This man- he can no longer speak

But she speaks volumes

In her eyes, her hands, her touch

Tells him she loves him very much

The young may cry

But she’s lived her years

There’s never time to waste on tears

She lifts the cup up to his lips

Makes sure he never slips

A daily thing, you see

Love takes no days off

It sticks around year by year

When one forgets, the other must do

Twice the remembering

Remember, I’ll be here tomorrow

Remember my name- remember yours

Remember I love you.