Will He Remember
For months we have planned
a joyous, festive day,
and to the family's dismay
he did not understand.
His granddaughters would wed
one tomorrow, one soon
both beginning at noon,
but this went over his head.
Bewildered, he gave it thought
anxiously wanting to speak,
surely the weddings are next week
lowering his head, distraught.
It was this moment when we
heard his memories slowly fade
like a shameless renegade
that will ultimately flee.
My father, an old timer,
is losing it to Alzheimer's.
Yesterday is long ago
so we hope for tomorrow.
Life is but a memory,
my hope is, it will be.
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