The year is 2039 and I still miss you the same.
I am now 40 and it has been 26 years without you.
They say things will be better
but I am drowning in pain.
The year is 2039 and things haven’t changed.
All I want is to see you again
yet I must stay strong for my children.
But I just want to feel your warmth.
The year is 2040 and I’ve been diagnosed.
Because of you, I know how this goes.
Thank you for preparing me for what is in store
Otherwise, I would be struck in pure horror.
The year is 2040 and you continue to astound me.
How could you have stood so strongly?
I cannot not even sit up without shaking
and now I have my dear husband pacing.
The year is 2041 and the fight has been rough.
I am fighting for my life, isn’t that enough?
Clearly not, seeing my numbers escalate.
My doctors are saying just to sit and wait.
The year is 2041 and I don’t want to leave.
I need to stay here with my kids and Elise.
I miss you more than I could ever show
but the pain I felt is not something my kids should know.
The year is 2042 and I am getting weak
On my cheek, the tears have left a streak.
Mama, please open the doors and let me come through
My body is giving out, I am coming to join you.
The year is 2042 and my body has taken over.
My loving family all floats in their tears
And my home becomes colder.
I am now with you, Ma, after all these years.