Losing Alzheimers

It's this feeling I carry in the back of my soul always feeling it there though I don't often show that your voice is my voice and I long for your eyes to light up, set to twinkle, unburden my skies I miss you as someone to never be missed I miss you like words on unlistable lists Too grand to call mountains, too young too call old I miss you like summer to winter's unfold It's this feeling I carry, kaleidoscope see I carry you with me. Do you carry me? Through eyes with no twinkle and tongues with no words do you hear me still? or has silence occurred? I know you as someone I'll just always know I know you regardless of words spoken, so in this sad revelation I offer you still that I feel you now with me and I always will.