Memories Of Mom Poem by Cheryl Lynn Moyer Peele
Memories Of Mom
You have forgotten
who I am, but
you can clap your hands
and giggle
when I kiss you.
We must bathe
and dress you now
like that large fragile
doll you once bought me
for Christmas.
It happened slowly,
so we used to see glimpses
of the proud lady, you
once were. Now we
can only treat you
with dignity
And for now
I can still hold you
in my arms and tenderly
sing to you, the songs
you once taught me.
Until someday
you forget
to breathe.
You captured so well the sadness and the love....very touching indeed...
From childhood to second childhood-the wondrous but sad cycle of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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5/7/2024 11:50:00 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is life, We must accept, One day everyone we will be like thems, But Cheryl's poem will ring in every heart Giving advice for selfish youngs, 'Not to neglect their old dears who fed them when they were healthy andfit and left their belongings'.