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I still see her in her white rocking chair.
Sharp hearing and her once, sharp vision going.
Rocking, dreaming of her grandchildren growing.
Their toys, left abandoned, at which with love, she stares.


Her heart broken from painful emptiness!
Those days of hugs and love, forever gone.
When, with those grandchildren, singing songs.
If only their pictures, brought back such happiness.


She knows full well these days are her very last.
She is a delicate shell, abandoned on life’s shore.
To her family, she’s a huge burden and more.
Midnight Angels carried her to where she would be 
wanted, at long last!

                                1/8/2023

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