I used to see him daily,
Every evening in the park,
Smiling at me as I passed by,
How was I to know, friends?
That soon his life would turn dark.
Once I had talked to him,
We spoke for a while that day,
Yet that evening when I met him again,
He did not remember that we had met,
Even to talk then, he did not stay.
Next day I met him again,
I greeted him as warmly as ever,
To my shock, he didn’t know who I was,
When I said to him, that we met everyday,
To my shock, he said “Never”.
I was still in shock, even the next day,
Lost in my thoughts, I walked ever so slow,
I by mistake, did slightly bump into him,
He yelled and shouted at me, so much,
He was not the friend; I had not so long ago.
When I saw him again, I approached with care,
I could tell he was lost, in a world of his own,
He saw me, and a flicker of a smile lit his face,
Poor soul, he stammered some words,
I felt sorry for him, sitting there all alone.
After that day, he never came out again,
I heard from a friend, he could not move even,
I went to his house, to see my old friend,
When I did see him, I had tears in my eyes,
Two roses did I give him, to take to heaven.
I had seen him daily, found in him a friend,
When I was in doubt, to me his thoughts he did lend.
A good soul lost, to a fate so cruel indeed,
I wish I could have helped, when his eyes did plead.
I remember his voice; it turns my heart to stone,
As today, I walk in the park, all alone.
Dedicated to every sweet soul, that this world has lost to Alzheimer’s Disease.
picture by marlalives.