Mother Dearest

As I tucked her into sleep,
I went up the stairs to quietly weep
I dreaded for that day to come
That day were I would see no point in life
The day where life would be black and white
Black and white
Black and white
The day after she looked so weak
She looked so fragile like a baby deer learning to walk
That day I didn't see what was to come
We fed her dinner
Never thinking it'll be the last
When suddenly she looked at me
Struggling to breathe
Gasping once more and then left.
We were weeping all around her bed
The air thickened over time
The only sound coming from the buzzing machine
We sat there for hours
Telling others of our sorrows
But one thing is for sure
Mother dearest rest in

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