His Final Note Poem by Jim Yerman

They were sad to watch the disease take his mind
at such a slow and steady pace
watching the emotions..
the joy…
the happiness
drain out of his face.

They often wondered what it was like for him
as his life faded into blur.
Did he anticipate and dread the day
he would not know who they were?

Yes, he knew what was happening…
a least for a while he did
and he left a final message for them
as into the fog he slid…

‘My dearest family' it read
‘whatever you may do
please do not forget me
after I've forgotten you.'