Tree limbs … low … sadness … tears
Brown grass … dying … yesteryear
No breeze … mood stuck … fear
Stagnant water … abyss’s near
Overcast day … no cheer
Blown out light … spark’s gone
Flat tire … negative … ensues
Torn fingernail … obsessing … blues
Broken dish … nothing fits … any … more.
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ March 4, 2014
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This is what I meant a few days ago…Treasure the good days as they get fewer and fewer. But it is not Mom, s fault,, she would much rather be her normal self but ghis illness will not let her.. give her a hug from me. God is with you..
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I treasure every day with her, my blessing!
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