Grand mother She looks at me who is it she sees, what does she remember and what has she forgotten she can barley speak and what she says nonsenses when she goes to sleep , what is it she dreams she is like a child, but shes my grand mother slowly disappearing are the things shes seeing.   Chorus what a trouble trouble disease,that take away your memories When all your left with is the moment of what is reality: she smiles at me and wont let go I talk to her but does she know I’m your grandchild, grandmother dear please try to remember please try to feel hold on to the moment if you can remember cherishing when ever we are together Chorus she looks at me who is it she see what does she remember. By Carlos Gomez 11-11-10