Poem for Mom
When Mom went to the Nursing Home!
This poem I wrote for Mom, because she was feeling deserted by me and my two brothers.
A rose for mom
By Shyron Shenko 1/4/04
I went to see my Mom Today,
All the way there, praying, she is okay.
I thought, she is much better, I see, as
She sat in her wheelchair and smiled up at me.
But then, she turned sad, as she said,
Let me, read you my poem, and reached for her pad.
Her poems are usually funny,
But this one was sad as could be.
As she said, "you don't care about me, none of you three.
But I felt her poem was directed at me.
She cried as she read her words written in rhyme.
As she implied that bringing her here was a crime.
I brought her here so she could get strong and
Be independent while living alone.
Mom said, "There is no one to help poor old me,
When I call out, nobody comes to see.
They won't let me do things on my own,
That is the reason, I want to go home.
I know, she longs for the peace and quiet of home,
But, to go back there she has to get strong,
And, it will not be easy
Mom wants to continue living alone.
How can I prove to Mom that I care?
When she does not see me every moment right there?
So...Mom when you get to heaven, If it is before I do.
Jesus will tell you, 'I LOVE YOU', He, knows it is true.