Daily I see you go down hill
As your body continues to deteriorate
The doctors don't express much hope
I know that sometimes it's hard to cope

I see you struggle daily
To be the man you once were
You don't need to do it for me
I love you just the way you are

You try so hard to do things
That you no longer can do
This upsets you so emotionally
Then I see the anger come through

You struggle to understand
The frailty of your being
Yet, you keep on trying so hard
My heart for you, is just aching

You've had a hard time adjusting
To all the changes that have come
But, you daily thank our Loving Savior
For each day you can talk to the Son

Delilah H. (Dede) Haasİ
September 13, 2007
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