Together Yet Apart

Where have you gone to, my bonny lad?
As I sit and look back it makes me feel sad.
I still have you with me, to touch and to hold,
but the illness you have, grows stronger, more bold.
Do you know I still love you, though I see no response?
Do you realise it is I who supplies all your wants?
No longer together in thought, word or deed.
For this illness separates …… loneliness indeed.
As I remember our commitment made many years ago,
our lives in all their fullness, how the time has flown.
At times occasionally it’s you I see
as momentarily you return and manage to see me.
But whatever may happen, together or apart,
You will always be held close in my heart.