The Will To Live Poem by Devon McElveen

The Will To Live

Rating: 4.5


I came home to greet my mother,
She did not look well.
She seemed fatigued,
And lied near motionless in bed.
At the time I was unaware,
Of what this meant.
I now understand
She has lost the will to live.

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