Alzheimer's/my grandmother
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I miss you so much, god knows how much I miss you from your kind heart to the kisses on the cheek when you laid me down for bed.
When I was little kid growing up I thought you was a solider and could never get hurt.
Mammy Gas’s old age is showing
Her steps unsteady, trembling fingers
I look at her; it’s difficult knowing
Very little strength within her lingers
I am fading.
I am fading,
but I am still here.
I am losing.
I am losing my memory,
but I still love you.
My mind misplaces memorable moments
Names, dates, and childish desires
I learn to outgrow my momentous moments
Awards, accomplishments, and achievements
Yet, I do not yearn to regain my meaningful meditations
