Death, of an Alzheimer's Victim

The choices one makes behind closed doors.

A coin tossed
By father and son.
The father lost,
The son, won

Father approached
His wife so dear,
His eyes brimming
With saddened tears.

And on the bed,
His love did lay.
And from his lips
His soul did say

Oh, darling wife
I'll miss you so
But I'll keep my promise,
And let you go.

She did not speak,
Nor did she cry.
But, did release
A forlorn sigh.

Goodbye, my moon,
My star, my sun.
Then left the room,
And in came son

Oh, darling mother
Pearl of mine.
Let me hug you,
Let us entwine.

Thank you dearest,
For your love divine,
Please forgive me
Oh, mother of mine.

With heavy heart,
And loving grace.
He placed the pillow
Upon her face...