I wonder what would become of her
If we had not entered into her world
Her kids largely stepping aside
Troubled by their own paths of life.
We just had to do something
To care for this tender spirit
I have nothing but good memories
Of our times over the years.
So hours of calls sorting it out
Is what I will do for her care
Until the day she is with us
And many changes ensue for us three.
In the meantime we will find
The meals, the services she needs
Oh to care for a loved one far away
Would be easier if I could just run over . . .