It happens to all, in this life we lead,
When someone we love and care for, goes to seed.
They suffer in agony sometimes for years,
And you see it all through bitter tears.
And it overwhelms you, with a grief so deep,
As death forward, inevitably creeps.
And then one morning her eyes sparkle again,
There is no more sorrow, there is no more pain.
She sits up in bed, her face seems to beam,
And you wonder to yourself, if this is a dream.
You bring her her breakfast, and her voice is so sweet,
And you marvel to yourself, at this marvelous feat.
But, it doesn't last long, it never does,
God wants you to remember just how she was.
For this was her final goodbye you see,
With human beings that's how it must be.
12/28/11 Alton Texas
Juan this is indeed one of the most beautiful poems I've read. My own mother is now nearly 88, so this strikes deep... very deep. Great write my friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem, Juan- it so reminds me of my own mother who died twenty years ago- It seemed as if she was there with me and just a few days later she died. You definitely have a way with words- and I would like to wish you a happy new year, Juan! _Claudia