Take me to a place I’ve never seen before.
I lay in the meadows and close my eyes.
Feeling the sweet summer breeze push back and forth gently against my face.
I can no longer remember her name, yet the image of her face is still on my mind.
From time to time I visit her favorite coffee shop.
The mall has her favorite ice cream scoop.
As I indulge in her sweet cravings, my heart begins to feel so numb.
Last week they played her favorite church song.
The butcher cut her favorite piece of meat, which I couldn’t bare to eat.
The shoes I put on today feel so tight.
As I lay in the meadows, I begin to weep.
Suddenly I hear a whisper come across my ears.
Tears of joy fall down my face.
I set her flowers upon her grave.
As I walk slowly back to the car, I can finally remember one thing.
This Alzheimer’s won’t get the best of me.
I remember that one special thing…