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A Poem I Wrote About My Mother When She Was Ill
6/22/2008 12:14:33 AM

AND SHE CRIES

 

The Memories come rushing in: 

 And She Cries:

She Remembers The Days When She Was Young

And She Could Dance And Sing:

And She Cries:

She Remembers The Days When Her Children Were Small and Needed Her:

And She Cries:

She Remembers The Things She Did Not Do Or Should Have Done:

And She Cries:

She Remembers How He Loved Her, Caressed Her, Held Her And Needed Her:

      And She Cries:

 Now It’s Just Her And Her Memories Alone In Her Rocking Chair, Waiting And Watching For Her Time To Go, To Go And Be With Him Again.

And She Cries.

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