You

You mean more
To me than I can
Say as words fail
To express how my
Heart feels but I am
And always have been
Ruthlessly objective about
Life love lovers and friends all
Because I am wired that way able
To empathize but not fall into the
Whirlpool vortex that is MS
Dementia or Alzheimer’s.
I know them all their
Signs sounds start
And worsening all
Are familiar to
Me but I am
Able to see
Yet not to
Become
Part of
The illness.
I commensurate
But still thrill to each
Sunrise each crunch of
A tortilla chip dipped in salsa
Each blue vault of heaven
Each new day I am
Hopelessly blindly
Optimistic so
Able to fall
In love
Feel
Joy
Smile
And yet
Commiserate
Holding a hand
Afire with what scares
Us all losing our
Ability to move
Remember
Control
Our
Fate.
But, you
Knew that.