I see her sit and remember days of old I see her sit and forget
I wish I could fix her memory
As she sit in her chair I see it slip
She calls me my sister and my sister my mom
I see the confusion I see the fear
The days of the week. What month it is. What year
I know it scares her it scares me
I know there will be a day when she won't get out of bed
Not that she can't but that she won't think that it's only been an hour
I know all I can do is make happy and comfortable as long as I can I love and will take care of her like she took care of me
