Sharlotte Newan Poet Ballad

Mom

I cling to her
As mama has a hard
Time speaking 
But I still try to listen
To her motherly teachings.
I cling to her
As I walk beside her
As she now stepping so slow.
Because I never know.
I cling to her
While she get dressed
And help her fix her hair
Because the days she 
Feeling weak,
Her appearance she 
Still cares.
I cling to her
When I ask her about
Her day,
Even though mama sometime
Get her story's mixed up
And she can't remember
What to say.
I cling to her
As I take her to her doctor and 
says the words Heat failure
Oh Lord tell me what to do
What more can my mama go through.
I cling to her
Because now easily when 
She eatting she get choked
Mama has gone through
More than most.
I cling to her. By

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