Poems from Earlene Goff...2 of 3
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I Miss… 
You were never one big on gifts, 
No matter what the occasion. 
I sometimes would bow my head 
With tears in my eyes saying only if. 
You were never much for cuddling 
Or even holding hands. 
Sitting alone was your thing 
as I sat alone huddling. 
I remember the little pecks, 
When you came up behind me 
Wrapping your arms around me 
I would always say what the heck. 
The trips we took I remember 
Some were long some were short 
Some places we were members. 
I miss your touch 
I miss your smile 
I miss your little sniffle 
But most of all I miss you. 

Earlene Goff December 19, 2008 

 Poems from Earlene Goff...3 of 3
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I can Only Hope For The Best
It's Midnight, a new day. 
Come Daylight I can only hope for the best. 
I've put him back to bed twice now, 
With darkness comes confusion 
Because he has forgotten how. 
Even the simplest things. 
This man I have known for twenty-nine years 
Has slipped away bit by bit before my very eyes. 
To the outside world he looks normal 
Those close can see the empty shell. 
This is a man that once could tell you anything 
You wanted to know about a vending machine, 
To a man that can't tie his own shoes. 
Imagine being in a foreign country, 
Where you don't know the language 
And you don't know where you are. 
Constantly looking for someone familiar. 
He knows his time is near 
He tells me all the time. 
He is constantly in fear 
Because he knows he is getting worse. 
As each day dawns,
There will be something new 
that he isn't able to do 
I tell him "That's ok" 
I still love you. 

Earlene Goff August 1, 2007