Posted on February 7, 2012 by

An Alzheimer’s Valentine

We were impossibly young and so beautiful
When we met and fell in love.

You were the cool guy from the big city
I was the shy small town girl.

I bring you photographs of those days long ago
You look and smile and ask me who those people are.

I take your hand. It is warm and strong in mine.
You don’t remember me but you know that we belong together.

I tell you the stories of those two young people.
You listen intently and study their faces

And look into my face
With wonder in your eyes.

I have come to understand that it doesn’t matter
That you no longer remember who we were then.

It only matters that we can sit and hold hands
While I tell you stories of our past.

Like an old photograph, memory can fade away
But love endures.

In the touch of hands, in a smile,
In the wonder I see in your eyes.


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