Saturday, December 30, 2017

Watching and Waiting

Watching my mom
asleep in her hospital bed
and wishing she would just
Let go.
And then I wonder,
Is that me being selfish?
Or wanting to put her out of her misery?
Maybe it’s both.
If I tell myself that
Maybe I won’t feel as bad
wanting my mom
to give up.

Her face has started to smooth out
I remember when my grandma died.
She looked beautiful,
Her skin looked young again.
That is what is happening with my mom’s face,
except she isn’t dead yet.
And that is what scares me,
Maybe she really is that close.