I used to write poetry a lot in highschool. In fact, it was my therapy through those crazy dark days. Those four years were the worst years of my life.
I thought today I would write a poetry blog as I reflect on my late mother. I feel her around me this past week. SO, this is for her.
Image from http://southcreake.com/Field%20under%20blue%20skies.
Thinking of You
You carried me
Gave birth, nourished and sheltered.
You had strength, courage.
A tough polack
You paved the way, nothing stood between
But you were unhappy
Always unsatisfied with your marriage
It ended and it was inevitable
Dressed in clothes that I would wear
You felt young and alive.
Shortly that lasted
Pain erupted and took you down
Surgery after surgery
Unable to stand ground
Med after med, pill after pill
Slurred speech and slurred words
Still having pain and suffering
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