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Chris Balase
Poems
Jul 2018
Ode to my mom
I saw in her eyes, passion!
Her lips, strength!
She taught me to use words,
as both a tool and a weapon!
Her ways were like no other
Her spirit was fierce
She became our fortress
She was our anchor.
Now, she is ebbing away
as dementia eats
her memories, her all...
Now I see in her eyes,
sparkling shades of joy
found in the innocence of a child
The words she taught me
I now return to her
filled with compassion
I have never seen her dance
ever so freely,
I have never seen her smile
ever so constantly.
Dementia has tried to erase
her strength and wisdom
but has failed to realize
that she is eternal.
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Chris Balase
37/M/NoWhere
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