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Snow ~ Why They Couldn't Quit On That?

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Why They Couldn't Quit On That? Is similar to a question I sometimes ask myself. In my mind the question is Why don’t you just give up and throw in the towel? I probably would if my towels were soft enough not to hurt someone when they hit them. Unfortunately or fortunately, my towels aren’t soft. I don’t care how much fabric softener I use my towels aren’t soft because I have to hang them across the furniture to dry, but that’s a different entry, which would be a rant.

Today my day began at 12:35 AM when I heard my mother crying. I got up, hobbled barefoot (against the advice of my podiatrist) into my mother’s bedroom to find out why she was crying. She was sitting on the side of the bed looking for something. I have no idea what she was looking for because she was unable to remember the name of the object.

I finally determined that she wanted to leave, to go somewhere, but she couldn’t state where. I suspect she wanted to go find her parents because this morning she didn’t think I was her mother. I finally got her to lay back down and the oxygen tube back in her nose. Then I hobbled back to what serves as a bed for me and wrote the following poems or maybe they’re all one poem, I haven’t decided yet.

She woke up crying,
At twelve thirty-five A.M.
Mom wants to go home
To a house fifty years gone
And to her parents white bones.

Sometimes she believes
That she still lives in Blackwell
And that I am her mother,
She has forgotten
That sixty-five years ago
She carried me for nine months.

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