For forgetting a few things is there any right explanation?
Is it being married for a period of a pretty good number of years?
Or simply accepting that everything isn’t often the way it first appears.

The Remembering factor, is it simply what comes with age?
The minutes wasted, the moments tasted, what is this particular stage?
Hello, is anybody there? The lessening responses are an education
More than two choices can cause a whole degree of consternation

So many options, perhaps a decision can finally be made
Is it me, or is your memory beginning to stumble and fade?
Missing is the art of a long and meaningful conversation,
The ability to comprehend and make an apt observation

Is this momentary or for a much longer duration?
Is it now time to truly assess this change of situation?
Tests, trials, timing and the questions; the certainty of fluctuation
Good days and the not so good, between moping moods and sheer frustration.

The appointments have all been made and the bills have to be paid.
So much paperwork; has anything recently been mislaid?
I am not sure how to respond to the enquiries on this page
Perhaps tomorrow will be better and brighter with time to engage.

Socially things have altered.  Did I see or hear that?  I’m a little vague?
I certainly can’t cope with more than that. Who was that who waved?
I’ve just read the above page and it defused a bubbling rage
Is now the time to do things?  Oh for the wisdom of a veritable sage.

My acuity is challenged, my stomach is doing somersaults
My emotions are on a rollercoaster but it definitely isn’t my fault.
How does one begin to make the way forward for making choices clear
When valid concerns waver constantly between faith and fear?

When will altered memory mean an altered occupation?
And dreams become a more and more distant maturation
When your plans become negligible in the sight of all that’s inevitable
I have a choice be positive or overwhelmed and miserable.

What if I was to do the unthinkable, become ill and predecease them?
Or unable to help in a way that provides dignity, so much more than a whim
But here I sigh and watch through blurry eyes, sadly sincere
Because I am seeing my best friend, chosen partner and lover disappear.

– fjw 2017