I Have Begun

I have begun to
worry every day
about my wife.
Will she stay?

I want her,
to be with me.
She is fading,
is what I see.

She won't be
moving away.
My fear is,
she won't stay.

Hospice is
what I fear,
she'll no longer,
call me dear,

or profess
her love vow,
like she does,
today, Now.