Green Rose

A poem for my dad who has Alzheimer's

This poem is about my father 

The man with one son and two daughters

A rarity of people like a green rose in nature

He has his thorns which can't be ignored

He was the man who taught me to a ride a bike

Something that no one else could do

We also went camping once

It was for boy scouts

There's so much I want to know

So much I wished I'd ask

I should've done in the past

With his blue eyes stare

He's barely there

Purple has over taken some of the green

But with what's unknown

I know this to be true

He loves me

And he'll forever be on my back

And forever I always say

I love you dad