How the world looks to you it does not
look that way to me
I can't imagine how you feel
my bones don't ache, my side doesn't hurt
and nothing has broken my stride
I can't imagine how your scars
talk to you as they whisper to me
reminders of all of your surgeries
I can't imagine how tired you must be
your soul must cry out to be free
yet it is not time for you to leave so you
continue to stay with me
I can't imagine but I can share
I can't feel your wounds but I am still here
I am your mom and as long as I can
your burdens I will help you bear
sj
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