Wednesday, October 12, 2016

2016 OctPoWriMo - #12

No One Stronger

My mother was widowed at 51.
She sat in a hard doctor’s waiting room chair
And watched while Dad fell forward.

My mother followed the ambulance in her frigid car.
An ER doctor delivered the news
Dad was gone.

My mother clutched her purse, stood to leave for home.
“You can’t drive yourself,” the kindly clerk said.
“The hell I can’t!”

My mother listened to the funeral director’s casket pitch.
“Which one do you like?” he asked when done.
“I don’t like any of them.         I just need one.”

Until then
None of us knew
The straightness of her spine
The resilience of her spirit
The powerful package that was our mom.

Today's prompt: Strong

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  1. That is one strong woman! Mothers usually are very strong. Their strength is measured only when adversity shows its true color :)

  2. can feel her steely resolve- dad was a lucky man

  3. A great tribute to your mother, Annis. Thanks.

  4. Such inner strength . My mother was the same .
    Strong !!