When I Am Old

A poem about alzheimer's.

When I am old and my hair turns gray,
and I can no longer remember your name.
Just remember that I love you so
time will never change that, no.
When the memories of yesterday,
of the times our children laughed and played.
Become lost just strands in time,
please just hold your hand with mine.
When eyes of blue lose their bright sparkle,
please remember it was there.
And how they glittered at your jokes,
or met your eyes through open air.
When I don't remember when,
or who or what or how.
Love me like you always did,
love always finds a way somehow.
And in those moments all is right,
and everything's okay.
Hold me in your arms so tight,
and whisper of our yesterdays.
I promise you now while I can,
to love you every day.
And every day that's after that,
even if the words I cannot say.
When I am old and my hair turns gray,
and I can no longer remember my name.
Just remember that I love you so,
together we'll be someday you know.

Reviews

[C. Lee Battaglia]

amazingly written!
I see so much potential in your writing!
my favorite part was, "And how they glittered at your jokes,
or met your eyes through open air.
When I don't remember when,
or who or what or how. "
Thanks for your amazing poetry!
can you by chance look at my Story The Blonde girl? that would be great.
Keep up the amazing work!

C. Lee Battaglia

[Misery]

A beautiful and haunting expression of fear sprinkled with hope and promises. Love overcoming a dreadful fate is truly something to give all of us hope. Well done, dear poet.

[Chris]

The worst part of all - losing your self... sigh

[Victoria Mae]

It's a rather scary thought.

[Chris]

...and knowing it too... as bit-by-bit the vacant stare as you look inside and can't find something...