Momma

I'm drinking a glass of wine alone on the back deck. Being serenaded by God's creatures of the night. A heady scent of honeysuckle already in the air. The day of my birth on the horizon. My silly childlike heart looks forward to the day. Surrounded by my family, a day of fun awaits. But thinking about my parents is an arrow to the heart. For 48 years a call at exactly 8:20am to wish me happy birthday on the moment of birth. I've never been bothered by my age until this year. Will my Momma remember or will she ask "What's happening?" a score of times. My heart is broken by her childlike demeanor. For now I am the mother and she my child. But we will celebrate her on my birthday on the morrow. For she gave me life and made me who I am. So yes Momma here's your song. Even if I now sing it for both of us. Every word for you. You taught me to be an invinsible woman. Like you!  
 
FUCK ALZHEIMER'S!  
 
 
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