Dear Mom,

Dear Mom,

You left too soon

No one was to know

Unexpectedly terminal

But your happiness was terminated long ago

By a horrible disease

To which I’m predisposed

Certain days I feel its somber presence

But something else also shows




These traits will protect me

From failure and more

They will push me further

The impossible, I will own

You won't be here to celebrate

But deep down I know

You’re always with me spiritually

Everywhere I go


Your youngest daughter


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