I see you in your comfy chair
As if alone with vacant stare
Thoughts maybe, of years gone bye
A wistful glance a little sigh
The girl I married no longer there
sits as alone , its so unfair
All is not as it used to be
It breaks my heart and all can see
A hurried trip to neighbours house
like a timid, small and frightened mouse
To ask , who’s this man inside my room
Of course its me your ageing groom
Never left alone with woeful frown
accompanied always into town
My duty to you, I know its a must
The girl i loved and forever trust
My love is still as strong for you
Each day the same like Dejavu
Thats how it can be for some old timers
The nasty curse that is Alzheimer’s
