>As you sit watching the birds
Do you remember all the different varieties?
Can you recall my name?
We lost you some time ago
If you would only come back
Just for a short visit and whisper my name
Do you remember the walks in the park?
Feeding the ducks and laughing at your silly jokes
And such a fine dancer
Now with legs paralyzed
To the beat of the Irish gig
How cruel life can be
I see you now look through me
As if I don’t exist
What is it you think about?
Do you think of anything or anyone?
This is painful for me
You are so vacant with that stare
As you continue to stare at the birds
Flying high above you