Your Smile

In the older photographs

Was open wide and bright.

More recently it becomes

Wistful as though the night

Has overcome the day

And you have no more to say

Concerning our affair and passion.

Your Voice

In the older recordings

Had a lilt and tone all of its own,

A sheer delight to hear as

By your side I lay

But now ´tis wan and weak

And responds not as I speak

Of past misfortunes and brighter days


Your Mind

Is still a partner of mine

And together we may overcome

The sadness of these senile days and nights.