Forget Me Not, Please
No more forgetting. It isn't allowed.
No more broken bones or getting lost in a crowd.
No more faded memories of happy times or sad.
You'll remember your life and for that, I am glad.
Remember all the adventures you had with your blushing bride.
You'll do a lot of remembering with your love by your side.
Reminiscing of your children and theirs and what's to be...
What you left behind is a powerful legacy.
When I think of you, I'll be grateful for the time that we spent.
Though you couldn't always tell me I always knew what you meant.
I know that you loved me, that was abundantly clear.
And I know that you are in a better place than we are here.
Selfishly, I want you back, I'd like to make this desperate plea:
"When you are doing your remembering, Papaw,
Please, remember me."
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My papaw passed away on February 1, 2014, after a ten-year struggle with Alzheimer's. Watching this disease take hold of him was very hard on my family. After his death we all had such mixed emotions. While we were sad that he was gone; we were happy that he was free from the disease. This poem was inspired by my papaw, what he meant to me and my family, and my longing to reconnect to the version of him that I grew up knowing and loving. The version that faded away as the Alzheimer's took hold.