The Long Good-bye
 

Deep within that hollow stare,
of our presence they're unaware.

A special life that is fading away,
in spite of things we try to convey.

Memories locked up in their mind,
and there, they're kept all confined.

The good times spent long ago,
and all their love they did bestow.

For these moments will live forever,
and our pride in them will endeavor.

Seeing them lying there we know why,
Alzheimer's is called the long good-bye.