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every year of delayed achievement, i accept all the more that she will miss. when i lose myself to my grievances, im welcomed home by the warmth of her kiss. darling mother, who keeps me warm nightly, i can see the familiar ache in your smile. if still a family of five by christmas, here's to your health for another while. i wonder who i'll be at goodbye, will you wonder just how much more i could be? will i wonder what your voice sounded like at night, when we spoke over every show on TV? i stare at the wick of this candle, and fear the room without all its light. everyday i grieve in the disease's favour, but today you're alive, and warm, and bright.
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May 25
May 25, 2026 at 10:54 PM UTC
a quick poem on anticipatory grief
every year of delayed achievement, i accept all the more that she will miss. when i lose myself to my grievances, im welcomed home by the warmth of her kiss. darling mother, who keeps me warm nightly, i can see the familiar ache in your smile. if still a family of five by christmas, here's to your health for another while. i wonder who i'll be at goodbye, will you wonder just how much more i could be? will i wonder what your voice sounded like at night, when we spoke over every show on TV? i stare at the wick of this candle, and fear the room without all its light. everyday i grieve in the disease's favour, but today you're alive, and warm, and bright.
today, my mother celebrated an achievement of mine after a year, if not more, of failures and dead-ends. loving someone who is fighting daily to stay alive can make every small achievement feel all the brighter, and all the failures feel that much more tragic.
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19/F/ireland
May 25
May 25, 2026 at 10:54 PM UTC
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