A Stroke of the Pen

I am the daughter of Renee
She has lived nine decades and a day
Aphasia robbed her speech
Dementia stole her memories

She was a singer
She was a dancer
A writer of poetry
Her gift of writing
Lives on through me
Lives on through me

Then came the stroke
Fierce enough to evoke
My anxiety once more
My trauma pained my core

She was a singer
She was a dancer
A writer of poetry
Her gift of writing
Lives on through me
Lives on through me
Lives on through me
Her gift of writing
Lives on through me



Credits
Writer(s): Lisa Sanders
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