Shradhanjali

Did she leave in haste

To relieve us of the pain

Of seeing her reduced

To a vegetative state

Would diminish her respect?

I often wonder

In that haziness between 

Sparks of cognizance

Did she recognize herself

Once a woman of great strength?

There are so many

Questions for which I find no

Justifiable 

Answers that would validate

I did my best for her sake

Did my best fall short

Of what was expected from

A daughter to her

Mother when she needed to

Be embraced till her last breath?

Thirteen years have passed

I cannot forget

Those last few days she suffered

And my helplessness 

Compounded seeing her slip pass