"Mama," she cried
When we told her the news
Over and over
"Mama," she cried
Wailing for comfort
From the hollows of her soul
If she couldn't bring him back
It was Mama she wanted to hold
"Just wait, just wait"
Her hands flailed
Life became too fast
Gasping in truth
Labored breathing
From fate's ruthless blow
I looked at her face
And suddenly she was old
With one phrase
The years had piled on
Her cheeks went gaunt
Her flesh went grey
Confusion and terror
Despair and dread
Chiseled on her face
When Sister woke her from bed
Dressed in a nightgown
Glasses left behind
She passed in '69
But "Mama" she cried
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