I'm almost to my middle 60's
Glad I'm past ten years of 50's
Wondering if my only one sibling
Has a thought or of me, is missing
I think of her quite often
Because I wish she'd soften
Father has passed, don't know what cause of death was
Mother may have too, and will never know the cause
My sister is to inherit our parents huge Florida house
Parents always would resort to treat me like a louse
My daughter and I , who are in pain and very ill
Wonder if any family memories of us are still
I had a stroke and I'm usually always in much pain
My daughter has an inoperable tumor in her brain
I try to make the best of all things
Each day I like to do some writings
In of her closet a library she is creating
Ordering new books that she is awaiting
I wonder if this is all our lives were meant to be
Our daily events seem to have few moments of glee
My daughter has been sick most of her life with a thing or another
No one came to see her, not aunt once not even her grandmother
When I was younger my daughter and I had matching clothing
Today we have matching walkers one of many things I'm loathing
For some reason my parents did not like me
Of me, they always wanted to be quite free
Parents always made me feel that others were more worthy
To impress them with things, I often did things in a hurry
I spend my days writing poetry and doing genealogy
While my daughter spends all hers in daily radiology
Time to smile and get on with rest of life
Without always feeling I'm under strife
Things for us could always be much worse
At least for now we don't need a live-in nurse.
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May 12, 2025
May 12, 2025 at 7:15 AM UTC
I'm almost to my middle 60's
Glad I'm past ten years of 50's
Wondering if my only one sibling
Has a thought or of me, is missing
I think of her quite often
Because I wish she'd soften
Father has passed, don't know what cause of death was
Mother may have too, and will never know the cause
My sister is to inherit our parents huge Florida house
Parents always would resort to treat me like a louse
My daughter and I , who are in pain and very ill
Wonder if any family memories of us are still
I had a stroke and I'm usually always in much pain
My daughter has an inoperable tumor in her brain
I try to make the best of all things
Each day I like to do some writings
In of her closet a library she is creating
Ordering new books that she is awaiting
I wonder if this is all our lives were meant to be
Our daily events seem to have few moments of glee
My daughter has been sick most of her life with a thing or another
No one came to see her, not aunt once not even her grandmother
When I was younger my daughter and I had matching clothing
Today we have matching walkers one of many things I'm loathing
For some reason my parents did not like me
Of me, they always wanted to be quite free
Parents always made me feel that others were more worthy
To impress them with things, I often did things in a hurry
I spend my days writing poetry and doing genealogy
While my daughter spends all hers in daily radiology
Time to smile and get on with rest of life
Without always feeling I'm under strife
Things for us could always be much worse
At least for now we don't need a live-in nurse.
Copyright 2025
All rights reserved.
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