Mother Poem by Karin Elizabeth Martin

I have been lucky...
I have a mother, a friend, and even a father
She has been it all...
For myself and family and friends
She has seen so many things that we only read about...
If only I can be as strong as her
War, Hunger, Death, loneliness, happiness too...
Don't let this radiance part just yet
I need to listen to more of her experience...
Concentrate on the obvious
Age is said to be a number, we should give her 100 years...
87 is not enough time to teach and love
Doctors are so brilliant but so detached....
I am very aware and connected
Even though I was the last to come to her...
I will be the last to touch her and hear her voice
She is so strong that even illness cannot sway her...
Everything is going as planned according to mom
I just need more selfish time to appreciate her presence...
And to stand strong and be her pillar
My mother is my knight in shining armor, my hero...
This sinister plague which they have suggested
Is but another journey in her life...
She will conquer and remain steadfast
My mother, my angel, my rock...
I love you even after the end