Keep not that smile but frown
Go not easy back to town
all too soon
wrongs seem as right.
Tell the ones so wrong
This is where we turn
This is what I yearn
all too soon
its to the nursing home.
Go not gentle in the ride
Keep not that lip raised
Go not easy in last days
all too soon
Undertakers pull smiles wide.
I have posted over 25,000 times on this blog. Can you believe that? How many comments have I received out of this body of work? Perhaps a dozen? How many followers? Twelve? Isn't that a lesson is dogged persistence? That face of my mother is the face of ME. Dogged determination in the face of a mountain of silence.
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