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My mother lay there dying,
Her moans in the roars of the ventilators drowned.
I stood outside in the parking lot crying,
No visitors allowed

The thoughts of things left unsaid floated all around.
Things I should have told her before the darkness comes down.
Things I would whisper gently in her ear. Kiss her lovingly on her crown.
It's too late now.

She fades away and the machines quieten down. All that's left for me is to leave the place where no visitors allowed

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Teddy, thank you for your reply, it's been a hell of a year for humanity as a whole. I really appreciate the feedback that's an interesting note I like that to add another level to the poem something I never thought of. I'm kind of married to this title with this one but definitely I'm going to think about that for future. We shall overcome eventually.

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Very sad. Heartbreaking.
But the alternative could be worse.

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Thank you Dandini it's been an emotional year. Thank you for reading.

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to disagree about the title. It says just what it is supposed to. I have a mother in the nursing home and while she is not infected with the virus, I still cannot go to visit her. My sisters and brother go and stand outside of her first floor window and call her on the phone, but I cannot bear to be out there because it is too hard with my own infirmities. I did go once before the weather got too cold and we had a little bit of a visit; but I know that there are a lot of people that cannot do this because their relatives are on second and third floors. I saw some of them looking out from their windows and I could almost feel their pain. I feel badly for those that are in this plight, and for those that cannot see their dying parents. What a sadness. Thank you for sharing this with us. ~ Geezer.
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Thank you Geezer for you comment. It's a really tough year for the elderly even less visitors than normal it's really difficult to not be able to see or touch our loved ones. I've been to a sickening amount of zoom funerals in this time. I wish you and your family all the strength to overcome and thank you for the chatroom invitation.

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