Last Sigh
After father passed away I moved in with my mom,
she needed me but she didn't know it;
at first we were like roommates,
then, things began to change.
Little things, confusion, forgetfulness, quietness,
she would ask me odd questions;
like did she ever have children,
and how do I write my name.
Things were going downhill rapidly for my mom,
then, she had a fall in the house;
and had a bleed in her head,
putting her in a comma.
She was too weak for surgery and I had to let go,
I stayed by her bedside weeping;
I stayed and stayed waiting,
until her last sigh.
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August 25, 2021
Poetry/Verse/Last Sigh
Copyright Protected, ID 08-1384-402-25
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Theme and Title chosen - Last Sigh
Written for the Standard contest, This or That Vol. 6
sponsor, Edward Ibeh, Judged 09/08/2021
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2021
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