MotherA Poem by AlexandraWendy was diagnosed with Parkinson’s at 46
How brittle you look in the light
You are doing everything to keep it together Your hair is falling Your hands are shaking I don’t recall ever seeing you get so old This disease is taking the beauty you have My mother My only mother I regret the days pleading for your premature death You deserve the chance to live a long life But, Parkinson’s does not forgive And you will forget And you won’t remember the days I said I love you And you won’t remember me doing your makeup to cheer you up And you won’t remember me © 2023 Alexandra |
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