Their names?

My brain is really jelly

Kinda numb is how I feel

My parent’s future on my mind

Looks like time to take the wheel.

Dementia is so awfully cruel

It is impossible to understand

How parents become such toddlers

Needing such guiding hands

My sister has the mom gene

I have the tough dad one

She was the princess daughter

Me as the rebellious son.

How is it that our minds

Can fade away to black

A lifetime of memories

To never really get back

How is it that our minds

Can’t remember simple things

LIke 50 years of marriage

Wearing their wedding rings

How is it that our minds

Forgets the love we had

Spouses and children lost

How incredibly unbelievably sad.

I know how they will hate me

I know it will never be the same

I said I would be the bad cop

And that will be my name.

My only hope is in heaven

And there Jesus will explain

His plans and how he still loves us

While we can’t remember their names.