Dementia the Thief
The thief that stole you away from me
it started so slowly that we didn’t see
the thief that stole you away.
Your chair is empty and looking at me,
and I know it’s where you should be,
but the thief it took you away.
You sit in the Home but I cannot see,
as the Covid has made it so hard for me,
the thief that stole you away.
But my love it grows stronger and you always will be
the love of my life,
and that cannot be stolen
from you or from me.
PL
