Get Well Soon
The doctor's loving hand touches her shoulder, allowing her to cry
Her face once strong and resilient, now let out a saddened sigh
She looks at me extending a smile, I sit in my fear of saying goodbye
Strands of hair and life fall away, her laugh and radiance stay bright
She is our mother, strong and beautiful, cancer will not dim her light
We hold her close every chance we get, never knowing what is in sight
Copyright © Katherine Masters | Year Posted 2025
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