Needle In the Hay
I visited my wife again today
In the Sunrise Nursing Home
I just could no longer care for her
Living in our home all alone
She stared at me in wonder
Not knowing who I am
After forty years of togetherness
I am now, to her, a strange man
It’s the same routine every day
I search for the right words to say
But she has lost all of our yesterdays
Like a needle in the hay
Pictures of our family
That sit on her tableside
Mean nothing in that mind of hers
Those memories have long since died
I keep hoping for some recognition
A little piece of history she might recall
But day after day I receive the same blank look
When I come to make my call
It really is an awful shame
We had so much fun on our journey’s way
But she has lost all of our yesterdays
Like a needle in the hay
I’ll see her again tomorrow
And cry when I walk away
She has lost all of our yesterdays
Like a needle in the hay
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