Last Day Together

This poem has been in the works for many years since Mom died, but today is the first day I can send it. She actually died a few days later.

 

Farewell to Mom

I see you there, so tiny and frail

An ancient shadow, hollow and pale

A wisp of what you used to be

A Mother forever you’ll be to me

Tubes, needles, monitors abound

In a darkened room without sound

A bed piled with covers and you beneath

Without your glasses, without your teeth

Today is the saddest day I’ve ever known

I know you are here, but I feel all alone

I stand with tears streaming down my cheek

Unable to smile, unable to speak

The mavens of medicine have tried all they know

Unfortunately for you, there are no results to show

They say it’s just that you’re old in age

That sends me into a near fit of rage

Will our last day together be sorrow and gloom?

For you, the woman who could light up a room

Our last day together, without saying a word

Our last day, with only my sobbing heard