Sun downing, reaching for so simple words,
Forgetting faces and places where I did go—
Is that my daughter? Do I dare eat a peach?
My buttons—my thoughts—are just out of reach.
Now I wear Depends and can’t cut with a knife,
Don’t recognize my grandkids and slip-out of life.
Could I have stopped madness before my decline
Or remedied with diet, vitamins, and cardio-exercise,
Working cross-word puzzles enjoyed in my prime?
As you are now I was; as I am now, you will be—
Unable to walk, sit, without wit, memory, teeth.