Who are You?
by Douglas K. Thompson (DKThomp)

Over the last couple of years I have tried to write some of my thoughts in the from of poetry. It is not very good, but it says what I and many have surely been through. I will send one today with this note, you may wish to use it in the next newsletter.

-- DOUGLAS K. THOMPSON

Who Are You?

You tell me often that you love me.
I look at you, but my mind's eyes don't see.
I wonder, who are you?

I tell her often that I still love and care.
She looks, a blank stare that doesn't share.
She really doesn't know me anymore!

You hold my hand so gently and smile.
I don't know why, let me think awhile.
I wonder, who are you?

I hold her hand so that I might comfort her.
She flinches, her face shows a baffling blur.
She really doesn't know me anymore!

You take my arm to steady my walk.
Where are we going?
I don't like that talk.
I wonder, who are you?

I take her arm for it is good to go on long walks.
She always enjoyed walks, now in her mind she balks.
She really doesn't know me anymore!

You hold me in your arms while I cry.
Your gentleness makes my want to sigh.
I wonder, who are you?

I hold her tenderly to console her in her fears.
I try to comfort, but her mind no longer hears.
She really doesn't know me anymore!

O, Lord, I cry out to You our only succor to impore.
Her mind is going, but her soul is safe in the Saviour.
Someday we will know each other on that heavenly shore.
For we will both be whole again and with Him forevermore.

-- Douglas K. Thompson

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