Promises Made

you may not remember me now by name or the promises made on our wedding day through the thick and the thin to have and to hold from the days of our youth to the foothold of old whatever is thrown in our direction my love it never will be enough to break us up even if you forget who i am a promise is a promise and needs to be kept through good times and bad till death do us part though appearances change love is still where we are memory may falter and in time quickly fade but i remember the alter and the promises made I've seen several family members succumb to memory loss over the last several years which is the reason for this and several poems I've written with this subject in mind...