Mom

As you wipe her tears, I will remember. As she struggles to recognize your face,

I will remember.

I remember earlier days as she cheered from the Baseball stands.

The proud look on her face as I struck someone out.

Now there is a look of confussion.

I see you go from having three children to four as her memory fades even more.

Mom, I will remeber the things you have done. Grandma, I will remember for you