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BLUE HEARTBEAT

Time has passed just like you, my heart doesn’t beat red it’s blue,

The universe is the same but my world has changed, without your presence my eyes still rain,

I hear your voice when thoughts of you arise, I feel your touch of motherly advice, when I try to go left you steer me right

You were an angel even before he gave you wings , you sweet mother always answered to my cries for you my voice was a ring , and your response to my need always immediate no answering machine, I always see your face my reflection in everything , looking in the mirror is a blessing so steep, To look at myself and see that peak of you in me, is where I find my joy and settle with peace , Visions of you from the past bring me sweet dreams , rather it’s day or it’s night , I can feel you inside , my belly reminds me of the cord that was cut, and my veins are so strong cuz they were made from your blood, I have no reason to be sad , but many to be glad , that I can proudly say with a smile, that You are my mother and I am your child , I’ve expanded your love by bringing new life , a child that is grand protected by your light , when I look at Iretta, or myself it brings a smile so bright, because now I can appreciate seeing you twice , and when she smiles I know everything is alright , it’s that message from god to you and you to me, when I see her dimples and full set of teeth, it’s not just a cheese, it’s the confirmation of your message being received, then I know that your with me so I continue to breathe, your love gives me oxygen that I can’t get from trees, your my Mother Nature it was time to go you didn’t leave , though I feel that it was too soon as I sit and reminisce in this room, I am alone physically but your prescious spirit is in the room, tears fill my eyes and I don’t know what to do , because only tears of your joy like a flower makes me bloom 🌺,

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PROGRESSING THE BEHIND

PROGRESSING THE BEHIND

Addicted to the spent time, along with the 3 words that make our hearts be mine, making us unaware of the true happiness that we could find, only if we would make our decisions based not on our emotions but, thoughts within the mind, but feelings inside the heart imprisons all the precious given in time, even after all the sour events begin by squeezing life so tightly that it begins by draining slowly like lime, Our human nature willingly downplays the awful nature of every abusing partners crime, Then we run to our loved ones with much carried embarassment wanting their napkins to soak up our whines, The rain consumes our relationships prior sunshine again they instruct us on responding to the make-up with decline, like broken record we promise “for real” our famous line, always the plan never succeeding the action to resign, this famous question constantly awaiting in confine, the answer being not simple, due to a complication with love during combine, it’s a default in our nature to act on feelings its designed, after the selection usually it’s then we contemplate as we rewind, bringing all the obvious to illuminate after the emotional saturation created blind, outsiders immediately attach the situation to weakness they assign, forgetting we’re only human and perfection for us all is not in climb, experience after tiring trials changes some of us that defaulted before to refine, no more will the “if” “and” or “buts”, get tangled in a confused process resulting bind, though it’s not often enough that we leave this problem in our past behind, as life continues this subject unfortunately for all will never transform to benign. 

HER NON CONVICTED CRIME

HER NON-CONVICTED CRIME

Arriving at sudden she’s incapable of having good time, The unwanted Miss Dementia waves at the doctor from an x-ray displaying the mind, Answering every unknown question about the patient struggling to rewind, she’s a vicious disease who’s destroying the memories of our elderly human kind, by living inside their brain slowly eating away cells causing health to decline, confusion begins to visit bringing down the normal in behavior as prior self gets left behind, Independence becomes a problem once all knowledge concerning safety turns forget into resign, close loved ones must assist after learning dementia’s evil never will subside, emotions brewing with unsteady try to keep their tear filled cups from spilling in tide, while giving care they are forced to face reality after experiencing that first greet of unrecognized, this official meet proves that dementia exists without pride, her unpredictable actions  internally destroying every witness of her victims demise, Lurking between the waves riding every attempt at normal in disguise, bringing knowledge and wisdom into a battle unable to even beat their own compromise, rapidly changing thoughts in the midst of already confused leaving choice without confide, caregivers are left with the task of seeking out the patients true feelings in hide, frustration builds a roller coaster around the situation as patience tries not to divide, tension is a heavy burden carried by everyone’s love assisting by preventing ultimates collide, enough help becomes a goal that impossible marries with forever denied,  

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