I sat there beside you, stroking your hand
And had flashbacks of the man I once knew
A laughing man, an upright man
Not this bent and bewildered person I love so much
How I would change this day if I could
And get you back just for the afternoon
So you could blow your candles out
Not try to eat them (oh work, silly mouth!)
It's a hard thing, I know, living with this
It's hard for us too, to watch it happen
And we want so much for it all to be alright
But it can't
Happy 68th Birthday, Dad