She felt the tear drops fall down her cheek.
A little disoriented, she's feeling mighty weak.
Nobody was able to make her smile.
She's been like this since she was just a child.
Memories plaque her mind,
She's not feeling very fine.
Her attention drifts every now and then.
Sometimes you will have to repeat, again and again.
Doctors have prescribed her heavy duty meds.
Sometimes from her nose, she had blead.
Laughter surrounds her mind, she can't take it anymore.
Holds her self up, as she leans against a chair, then drops to the floor.
This pain stops her from living her life.
She once used to be this happy go lucky wife.
Now she needs constant care.
From her unfocused glare, comes this deep painful stare.
She is loved by many and pitied by all.
recognized from that fall.
Someday she will meet her doomsday.
Another hero, gone, but she will be okay.
©terrylin53
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