In memory of my beloved mother, Gerlinda...

 

 

 

 

July 22, 1933 to January 9, 2013

 

 

SUNDAY IS FOR POETRY: I Wanted a Perfect Ending

The beautiful young woman on the right is my mother.

Now at age 79, she's on hospice due to Alzheimer's.

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I wanted a perfect ending.

Now I've learned the hard way that some poems don't rhyme,

and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, nor end.

Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment

and making the most of it, without knowing what's to happen next.

**petra michelle**