For 60 years

For my grandmother.

She has loved him for over 60 years.  Everything in her has waited for his next move. 
Things were not always the best, nor did they run smooth. 
Yet everything in her and him made perfect sense, together.  Almost forever. 
  
There are days when he does not know her... that is hard to bear. 
  
She holds on tight to the love that was… with most delicate care. 
  
When the days good he grabs her hand and they dance like they were kids. 
  
She feels the warmth of his touch… her heart will ache when this ends. 
  
Four children, ten grandchildren… A lifetime wrapped with love. 
  
She has completely given all of herself to him. 
  
She wonders if he dreams of her or if he knows her there, 
  
If only for a moment in his head, does he remember the life they shared? 
  
Bittersweet in the thought of goodbye, she knows this disease takes its toll. 
  
She is thankful for every moment, every tear, and every strife. 
  
Most of all she is thankful the disease cannot take his soul.  In there are all the memories, even if they remain untold.