Miss A, I know you had a stroke. I see that you're not feeling well. Miss A, the thoughts that this provokes brings forth the words I need to tell. You raised me like your own. Taught me respect and showed me love. Your smile has always been a some, and your heart a shelter from above.
These thoughts always remain, lessons not learned in vain. They come from seeing you in pain. Know that I'll carry all you gave.
I stand and watch you lying there. I touch your hand my eyes swell up. You look at me as if to say "right now just being here's enough". Miss A, I wish i knew a way to take away your pain and make it gone. I know you've lost your memory but I will always remain your son.
These thoughts always remain, lessons not learned in vain. They come from seeing you in pain. Know that I'll carry all you gave.
All the lives that you have changed and all the souls that you have touched. I hope you know despite your pain, so many here love you so much. And all I want's to see you there. Lipton tea. Your favourite chair. Wathing Edith on the tv and laughing when she yells "Archie".
The words you've spoken never broken. Always in me and they shall always remain unbroken, locked up, frozen. I hold you so deat and I will never let you go. Despite your pain. You'll have me to hold. Despite your pain. I will always remain. Right by your side. True throughout time. Our bond will never sever