• How could I? I forgot your face.
    I forgot your gentle touch, your Papaw's grace.
    I forgot the place you called your home,
    The place where you made a family and watched it grow.
    How could I forget your face?

    I forgot your voice, that sweet, sweet voice.
    I forgot that I had a choice. The choice that I had not to forget your honeysuckle voice. How could I forget your voice?

    I forgot the West Virginia mountains deep in my veins. I forgot everything that makes me me. Time to revisit the home movies that Mom and Dad made of you and I. It is time that I reclaim me, myself and I. How could I forget who I am?

    Forget-Me-Not, Papaw dear. Go rest high on that mountain with your wife. Your magnificant, wonderful love of your life, your wife. Rest in peace along side her, upon that mountain top that overlooks your home, family and your way of life. Stay by the side of your beautiful wife.

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