Upon the wall they hung from crooked nails Images from their past smiling faces and sailing sails He remembered those times so clearly like reflections on a magical lake of rhyme they rippled and danced for a moment, and then a time The memories of this old man shone like the stars in the heavens above causing smiles that once filled her heart and he remembered the days of their youthful love Out into the night he would walk forgetting where he was Alzheimer's had claimed his future and even now his memories were covered in fuzz There were those that followed him keeping him safe and sound for soon all his memories would be gone and his identity will not be found But here, before the night claims him he will remember her gentle face smile at the memory of a silly joke and even smell her, if only a trace Remember me my love he whispers into the night imagining the echo of her voice and the feeling of her arms, as she held him tight And the blackness waited … for a while