It’s magic when the light is on
Recognising the ones I love
Just being present, it’s the best gift of all
The times that contrast don’t hurt, ME
The emotion doesn’t touch ME
I’m blissfully unaware
The pain is with the ones I love
Especially the ones too young to understand
It's confusing when they can see me
But only the shell of me is there
That man, he looks like grandad
But he’s different in every other way
I’m talking to him like normal
But it’s like he doesn’t know who I am
Another visit, another time with temporary smiles
Because briefly
Grandad’s back with us again
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