You gave me directions to your house

Which streets to walk

And what to look for

How to get to your house

Even though we’re hundreds of miles apart

You wanted to show me your roses

Your orange trees I picked as a toddler

Your lemons to make lemonade

You’ve forgeten that I live across the country

You’ve forget my name

Soon you’ll forget yours

You’ve forgotten yourself

We’re losing more of you each day

Bits and pieces lost each hour

We stand back and watch

With watery eyes and anxious spirits

We watch as you deteriorate

I’ll never be able share with you

The funny things you’ve said

You’ll never remember the memories we’ve had

I’ll never get the old you back

The man I once knew is dead

And the reminents seem to break away

Soon you’ll be nothing but a husk

Of the man I once knew

It’s scary to think

That those directions you gave me

Soon will lead to an empty house

Dead roses on the porch

Unpicked oranges in the trees

Rotting lemons in grass

Although much has been rubbed away

The core of you seems to stand

The man I once knew

My uncle, who wants to show me his roses