The Glass Tear
I have formed a glass tear in my heart for mama.
She fought a long battle with a disease that is as horrible as one can get.
Mama was the strength of our family raising her girls to be what whatever they wanted to be or
do. Mama started forgetting little things, our names, where was this where is that.
Mama could not understand what was going on and neither did we, as things got worse, we
reached out for help for her as well as ourselves. I formed a glass tear from crying trying to
understand the pain of having to make a decision to place mama in a home where she would get
the best help possible. We were her strength when there was no more strength left, mama
passed away this year but I will always have a glass tear in my heart for her. Buried deep to
shed hope for a cure some day.
Copyright © Lena Davis | Year Posted 2010
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