Forgiveness for my irrationality,

And the strength to walk with me

Into the mist of memory

my world has become.

Please let them take my hand and stay awhile,

Even though I seem unaware of their presence.

Help them to know their strength

And loving care will drift slowly

Into the days to come,

Just when I need it most.

Let them know when I don't recognize them

That I will, I will.

Keep their hearts free from sorrow for me,

For my sorrow, when it comes,

Only lasts a moment, then it's gone.

And finally, please let them know,

How very much their visits mean,

How even through relentless mystery,

I can still feel their love.

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