A Tribute

My beautiful mother, who suffers from Alzheimers, lost her breast today in order to survive cancer. She was the best mom ever, and I miss her because I’m not sure who this lady is. This is for Mom:

SLIPPING

She was my rock
My shelter in storm
The Beauty who led me
to safe solid ground.
She made herself up
Taught me vanity
now she’s falling to pieces before me.
Her hair strings a clip
plastered to her head,
her thoughts all spotty
as the light quietly dies.
I’m jealous
Time robs her
God wants her
I’ll never see her child-grin again.
Never thought she’d go while she’s still here

See it with some graphics at the poetry page by clicking on “Slipping”. (Popups and Javascript required.)